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I hate ingratitude more in a man
Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
Or any taint of vie read more
I hate ingratitude more in a man
Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
Or any taint of vie whose strong corruption
Inhabits our frail blood.
Ingratitude is monstrous; and for the multitude to be ingrateful
were to make a monster of the multitude; of read more
Ingratitude is monstrous; and for the multitude to be ingrateful
were to make a monster of the multitude; of which we being
members, should bring ourselves to be monstrous members.
Earth produces nothing worse than an ungrateful man.
[Lat., Nil homine terra pejus ingrato creat.]
Earth produces nothing worse than an ungrateful man.
[Lat., Nil homine terra pejus ingrato creat.]
What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?
What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?
One ungrateful man does an injury to all who are suffering.
[Lat., Ingratus unus miseris omnibus nocet.]
One ungrateful man does an injury to all who are suffering.
[Lat., Ingratus unus miseris omnibus nocet.]
This was the most unkindest cut of all;
For when the noble Caesar saw him stab,
Ingratitude, read more
This was the most unkindest cut of all;
For when the noble Caesar saw him stab,
Ingratitude, more strong than traitor's arms,
Quite vanquished him. Then burst his mighty heart;
And in his mantle muffling up his face,
Even at the base of Pompey's statue
(Which all the while ran blood) great Caesar fell.
A man is very apt to complain of the ingratitude of those who
have risen far above him.
A man is very apt to complain of the ingratitude of those who
have risen far above him.
An ungrateful man is like a hog under a tree eating acorns, but never looking up to see where they read more
An ungrateful man is like a hog under a tree eating acorns, but never looking up to see where they come from
That man may last, but never lives,
Who much receives, but nothing gives;
Whom none can love, read more
That man may last, but never lives,
Who much receives, but nothing gives;
Whom none can love, whom none can thank,--
Creation's blot, creation's blank.