Great saying by great authors Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image “The unruly waywardness thatinfirm and choleric years bring with them.” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Great saying by great authors
The stretch of years leaves none unmarked: the blissful sense of youthful invincibility peels away and responsibility brings its weight to bear. — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
Years in themselves mean nothing. How we live them means everything. — Elisabeth Marbury Copy Share Image
Must one rash word, the infirmity of age, throw down the merit of my better years? — Joseph Addison Copy Share Image
“I like to pretend that the years alter and revalue, but begin to see that time does nothing but enlarge without mutation. You have… — Josephine Winslow Johnson Copy Share Image
“Golden years' must have been coined by the young. It is doubtful that anyone over seventy would have described this phase of life with… — Billy Graham Copy Share Image
“For some people, the time differentials established in youth never really disappear: the elder remains the elder, even when both are dribbling greybeards. For… — Julian Barnes Copy Share Image
“But just as important, a careful accounting of days allows the isolated to note that another year of hardship has been endured; survived; bested.… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
Just because the years are passing doesn't mean that the quality of our lives must automatically go downhill. — Louise Hay Copy Share Image
When we are young there's a certain freshness we lose with the years. — Jocelyn Wildenstein Copy Share Image
I do find a certain fascination with the unpredictable. The transitory years we wade through are what they are- what we make of them. — Gordon Parks Copy Share Image
Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Rosalind. Well, this is the forest of Arden. Touchstone. Ay, now am I in Arden, the more fool I. When I was at home,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The lumberers rarely trouble themselves to put out their fires, such is the dampness of the primitive forest; and this is one cause, no… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Maria. Nay, but say true, doesit work upon him? Sir Toby Belch. Like aqua vitae with a midwife. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The great must submit to the dominion of prudence and of virtue, or none will long submit to the dominion of thegreat. — Edmund Burke Copy Share Image
She who does not know she isa patient lies Within a tent of green, and sleeps without a sound — James Kirkup Copy Share Image
Popular culture entered my life as Shirley Temple, who was exactly my age and wrotea letter in the newspapers telling how her mother fixed… — Adrienne Rich Copy Share Image
It is only possible to succeed at second-rate pursuitslikebecoming a millionaire or a prime minister, winning a war, seducing beautiful women, flying thought the… — Malcolm Muggeridge Copy Share Image
Here the crow starves, here the patient stag Breeds for the rifle. — Thomas Stearns Eliot Copy Share Image
They are not dead! They havebut passed, Beyond the mists that blind us here, Into the new and larger life, Of that serener sphere. — John Luckey McCreery Copy Share Image
It was a chilly winter's night; And frost was glitt'ring on theground, And evening stars were twinkling bright; — William Barnes Copy Share Image
