Great Throughts Treasury

A database of quotes

Edward Young

English Poet best known for "Night Thoughts"

"His crimes forgive; forgive his virtues too."

"Hold their farthing candle to the sun."

"Hope of all passions, most befriends us here."

"Hope, of all passions, most befriends us here; joy has her tears, and transport has her death; hope, like a cordial, innocent though strong, man's heart at once inspirits and serenes, nor makes him pay his wisdom for his joys."

"Horace appears in good humor while he censures, and therefore his censure has the more weight as supposed to proceed from judgment, not from passion."

"How blessings brighten as they take their flight!"

"How commentators each dark passage shun, and hold their farthing candle to the sun."

"How empty learning, how vain is art, but as it mends the life and guides the heart."

"How his eyes languish! how his thoughts adore that painted coat, which Joseph never wore! He shows, on holidays, a sacred pin, that touch'd the ruff, that touched Queen Bess' chin."

"How is night's sable mantle labor'd o'er, how richly wrought with attributes divine! What wisdom shines! what love! this midnight pomp, this gorgeous arch, with golden worlds inlaid built with divine ambition."

"How must a spirit, late escaped from earth, the truth of things new blazing in its eyes, look back astonished on the ways of men, whose lives' whole drift is to forget their graves!"

"How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, how complicate, how wonderful is man! distinguished link in being's endless chain! midway from nothing to the Deity! dim miniature of greatness absolute! an heir of glory! a frail child of dust! helpless immortal! insect infinite! a worm! a God!"

"How populous, how vital is the grave!"

"How science dwindles, and how volumes swell!"

"How swift the shuttle flies, that weaves thy shroud!"

"How the tall temples, as to meet their gods, ascend the skies!"

"How wretched is the man who never mourned?"

"However smothered under former negligence, or scattered through the dull, dark mass of common thoughts ? let thy genius rise as the sun from chaos."

"Humble love, and not proud science, keens the door of heaven."

"I envy none the gilding of their woe."

"I give him joy that's awkward at a lie."

"I grant the man is vain who writes for praise. Praise no man e'er deserved who sought no more."

"I have about concluded that wealth is a state of mind, and that anyone can acquire a wealthy state of mind by thinking rich thoughts."

"I see the Judge enthroned; the flaming guard: the volume open'd--open'd every heart!"

"If not to some peculiar end assign'd, study's the specious trifling of the mind; or is at best a secondary aim, a chase for sport alone and not for game."

"If satire charms, strike faults, but spare the man."

"If wrong our hearts, our heads are right in vain."

"If you resent, and wish a woman ill, but turn her o'er one moment to her will."

"Illustrious examples engross, prejudice, and intimidate. They engross our attention, and so prevent a due inspection of ourselves; they prejudice our judgment in favor of their abilities, and so lessen the sense of our own; and they intimidate us with the splendor of their renown, and thus under diffidence bury our strength."

"In an active life is sown the seed of wisdom... And age, if it has not esteem, has nothing."

"In an active life is sown the seed of wisdom; but he who reflects not, never reaps; has no harvest from it, but carries the burden of age without the wages of experience; nor knows himself old, but from his infirmities, the parish register, and the contempt of mankind. And age, if it has not esteem, has nothing."

"In chambers deep, where waters sleep, What unknown treasures pave the floor."

"In leaves, more durable than leaves of brass, writes our whole history."

"In our world, death deputes intemperance to do the work of age."

"In records that defy the tooth of time."

"In youth, what disappointments of our own making: in age, what disappointments from the nature of things."

"Inhumanity is caught from man, From smiling man."

"Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain; and thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn."

"Is not the mighty mind, that son of heaven! By tyrant life dethroned, imprison'd, pain'd? By death enlarg'd, ennobled, deify'd? Death but entombs the body; life the soul."

"Is there a tongue like Delia's o'er her cup, That runs for ages without winding up?"

"It is elder Scripture, writ by God's own hand,? Scripture authentic! uncorrupt by man."

"It is falling in love with our own mistaken ideas that makes fools and beggars of half mankind."

"It is great and manly to disdain disguise; it shows our spirit, and prove our strength."

"It is greatly wise to talk with our past hours, and ask them what report they bore to heaven, and how they might have borne more welcome news."

"It is immortality, and that alone, which amid life's pains, abasements, the soul can comfort, elevate, and fill."

"It is impious in a good man to be sad."

"It's not enough plagues, wars, and famine rise to lash our crimes, but must our wives be wise?"

"I've known my lady (for she loves a tune) for fevers take an opera in June: and, though perhaps you'll think the practice bold, a midnight park is sov'reign for a cold."

"I've lost a day!?the prince who nobly cried, had been an emperor without his crown."

"Jealousy, thou grand counterpoise for all the transports beauty can inspire!"