There is no vice which mankind carries to such wild extremes as that of avarice. — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
That incessant envy wherewith the common rate of mankind pursues all superior natures to their own. — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
Simplicity, without which no human performance can arrive at perfection. — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
It is the talent of human nature to run from one extreme to another. — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
Human brutes, like other beasts, find snares and poison in the provision of life, and are allured by their appetites to their… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
“for as health is but one thing, and has been always the same, whereas diseases are by thousands, besides new and daily… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
For the rest, whatever we have got has been by infinite labor, and search, and ranging through every corner of nature; the… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
Time is painted with a lock before, and bald behind, signifying thereby that we must take time by the forelock; for, when it is… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
“He said, he knew no reason why those who entertain opinions prejudicial to the public should be obliged to change, or should not be obliged to conceal them. And as it was tyranny in any government to require the first, so it was weakness not to enforce the second: for a man may be allowed to keep poisons in his… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share
I with borrow'd silver shine, What you see is none of mine. First I show you but a quarter, Like the bow that guards… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
I never wonder to see men wicked, but I often wonder to see them not ashamed. — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
The best Maxim I know in this life is, to drink your Coffee when you can, and when you cannot, to be easy without… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
A forward critic often dupes us With sham quotations peri hupsos, And if we have not read Longinus, Will magisterially outshine us. Then, lest… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
Ale is meat, drink and cloth; it will make a cat speak and a wise man dumb. — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
All fits of pleasure are balanced by an equal degree of pain or languor; it is like spending this year part of the next… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
Satire is a sort of glass wherein beholders do generally discover everybody’s face but their own; which is the chief reason for that kind… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
