Great Throughts Treasury

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Eugenio Montale

I learned a truth that few people know: that the ' art bestows its consolations especially the artists failed.

Future | God | Ignorance | Man | God |

Euripedes NULL

Very good to be rich, very good to be strong, but even better to be loved ones a lot of friends.

Eternal | Men | Race |

Eustace Budgell

Avoid disputes as much as possible. In order to appear easy and well-bred in conversation, you may assure yourself that it requires more wit, as well as more good humour, to improve than to contradict the notions of another: but if you are at any time obliged to enter on an argument, give your reasons with the utmost coolness and modesty, two things which scarce ever fail of making an impression on the hearers. Besides, if you are neither dogmatical, nor show either by your actions or words that you are full of yourself, all will the more heartily rejoice at your victory. Nay, should you be pinched in your argument, you may make your retreat with a very good grace. You were never positive, and are now glad to be better informed. This has made some approve the Socratic way of reasoning, where, while you scarce affirm anything, you can hardly be caught in an absurdity; and though possibly you are endeavouring to bring over another to your opinion, which is firmly fixed, you seem only to desire information from him.

Means | Thought | Thought |

Euripedes NULL

Anger exceeding limits causes fear and excessive kindness eliminates respect.

Men |

Euripedes NULL

Do not plan for ventures before finishing what's at hand.

Force | Men | Mistake | Rule |

Euripedes NULL

Fortune truly helps those who are of good judgment.

Men |

Euripedes NULL

Knowledge is not wisdom: cleverness is not, not without awareness of our death, not without recalling just how brief our flare is. He who overreaches will, in his overreaching, lose what he possesses, betray what he has now. That which is beyond us, which is greater than the human, the unattainably great, is for the mad, or for those who listen to the mad, and then believe them.

Life | Life |

Euripedes NULL

The conflict of patience is such, that the vanquished is better than the vanquisher.

Better | Men | Wealth |

Euripedes NULL

When love is in excess it brings a man no honor nor worthiness.

Good | Men |

Eugenio Maria de Hostos (y Bonilla)

If you wish to know what justice is, let injustice pursue you. When you cannot be just because of your nature, be so through your pride.

Feelings | Freedom | Future | Intelligence | Love | Men | Order | Problems | Will |

Eugenio Montale

True poetry is similar to certain pictures whose owner is unknown and which only a few initiated people know.

Evelyn Waugh, fully Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh

I can never understand how two men can write a book together; to me, that's like three people getting together to have a baby.

Aesthetic | Crime | Desire |

Evelyn Waugh, fully Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh

No.3 Commando was very anxious to be chums with Lord Glasgow, so they offered to blow up an old tree stump for him and he was very grateful and said don't spoil the plantation of young trees near it because that is the apple of my eye and they said no of course not we can blow a tree down so it falls on a sixpence and Lord Glasgow said goodness you are clever and he asked them all to luncheon for the great explosion. So Col. Durnford-Slater DSO said to his subaltern, have you put enough explosive in the tree?. Yes, sir, 75lbs. Is that enough? Yes sir I worked it out by mathematics it is exactly right. Well better put a bit more. Very good sir. And when Col. D Slater DSO had had his port he sent for the subaltern and said subaltern better put a bit more explosive in that tree. I don't want to disappoint Lord Glasgow. Very good sir. Then they all went out to see the explosion and Col. DS DSO said you will see that tree fall flat at just the angle where it will hurt no young trees and Lord Glasgow said goodness you are clever. So soon they lit the fuse and waited for the explosion and presently the tree, instead of falling quietly sideways, rose 50 feet into the air taking with it ½ acre of soil and the whole young plantation. And the subaltern said Sir, I made a mistake, it should have been 7½ not 75. Lord Glasgow was so upset he walked in dead silence back to his castle and when they came to the turn of the drive in sight of his castle what should they find but that every pane of glass in the building was broken. So Lord Glasgow gave a little cry and ran to hide his emotions in the lavatory and there when he pulled the plug the entire ceiling, loosened by the explosion, fell on his head. This is quite true.

Books | Will |

Evelyn Waugh, fully Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh

You spend the first term at Oxford meeting interesting and exciting people and the rest of your time there avoiding them.

Men | Thought | Thought |

Ezra Taft Benson

And so this great nation has come into being under the inspiration of the Almighty to accomplish his purposes. Through modern revelation we have had made very plain to us something of the mission of America and the establishment of our national Constitution.

Blessings | Free enterprise | Men | Mind | People | Right | System | Time |

Evelyn Waugh, fully Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh

He lay back for a little in his bed thinking about the smells of foodÂ… of the intoxicating breath of bakeries and dullness of bunsÂ… He planned dinners, of enchanting aromatic foodsÂ… endless dinners, in which one could alternate flavor with flavor from sunset to dawn without satiety, while one breathed great draughts of the bouquet of brandy.

Books | Men | Time |

Evelyn Waugh, fully Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh

Old boy, said Grimes, you're in love. Nonsense! Smitten? said Grimes. No, no. The tender passion? No. Cupid's jolly little darts? No. Spring fancies, love's young dream? Nonsense! Not even a quickening of the pulse? No. A sweet despair? Certainly not. A trembling hope? No. A frisson? a Je ne sais quoi? Nothing of the sort. Liar! said Grimes.

Journey | Mind |

Evelyn Waugh, fully Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh

Perhaps all our lovers are merely hints and symbols; vagabond languages scrawled on gate-posts and paving stones along the weary road that others have trampled before us; perhaps you and I are types and this sadness which sometimes falls between us springs from disappointment in our search, each straining through and beyond each other, snatching a glimpse now and then of the shadow which turns the corner always a pace or two ahead of us.

Day | Glory | Laughter | Men | Quiet |