Methinks I am a prophet new inspired
And thus, expiring, do foretell of him:
His rash fierce blaze of riot cannot last,
For violent fires soon burn out themselves;
Small show'rs last long, but sudden storms are short;
He tires betimes that spurs too fast betimes;
With eager feeding doth choke the feeder;
Light vanity, insatiate cormorant,
Consuming means, soon preys upon itself.
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Hasten deliberately.
[Lat., Festina lente.]
Hasten deliberately.
[Lat., Festina lente.]
Magnanimous people have no vanity, they have no jealousy, and they feed on the true and the solid wherever they read more
Magnanimous people have no vanity, they have no jealousy, and they feed on the true and the solid wherever they find it. And, what is more, they find it everywhere.
That which makes the vanity of others unbearable to us is that
which wounds our own.
[Fr., Ce read more
That which makes the vanity of others unbearable to us is that
which wounds our own.
[Fr., Ce qui nous rend la vanite des autres insupportable, c'est
qu'elle blesse la notre.]
A storm in a cream bowl.
- James Butler, first Duke of Ormonde,
A storm in a cream bowl.
- James Butler, first Duke of Ormonde,
Half our life is spent trying to find something to do with the time we have rushed through life trying read more
Half our life is spent trying to find something to do with the time we have rushed through life trying to save.
The truest characters of ignorance are vanity, and pride and arrogance.
The truest characters of ignorance are vanity, and pride and arrogance.
My father said, "Politics asks the question: Is it expedient? Vanity asks: Is it popular? But conscience asks: Is it read more
My father said, "Politics asks the question: Is it expedient? Vanity asks: Is it popular? But conscience asks: Is it right?"
Vain-glorious men are the scorn of the wise, the admiration of fools, the idols of paradise, and the slaves of read more
Vain-glorious men are the scorn of the wise, the admiration of fools, the idols of paradise, and the slaves of their own vaunts.
Vanity is as ill as ease under indifference as tenderness is
under a love which it cannot return.
Vanity is as ill as ease under indifference as tenderness is
under a love which it cannot return.
