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But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.
But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.
One of the great penalties those of us who live our lives in full view of the public must pay read more
One of the great penalties those of us who live our lives in full view of the public must pay is the loss of that most cherished birthright of man's privacy.
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
No evil is without its compensation. The less money, the less trouble; the less favor, the less envy. Even in read more
No evil is without its compensation. The less money, the less trouble; the less favor, the less envy. Even in those cases which put us out of wits, it is not the loss itself, but the estimate of the loss that troubles us.
For 'tis a truth well known to most,
That whatsoever thing is lost,
We seek it, ere read more
For 'tis a truth well known to most,
That whatsoever thing is lost,
We seek it, ere it comes to light,
In every cranny but the right.
No man can lose what he never had.
No man can lose what he never had.
We have lost morals, justice, honor, piety and faith, and that
sense of shame which, once lost, can never read more
We have lost morals, justice, honor, piety and faith, and that
sense of shame which, once lost, can never be restored.
[Lat., Periere mores, jus, decus, pietas, fides,
Et qui redire nescit, cum perit, pudor.]
Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.
Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.
A wise man loses nothing, if he but save himself.
A wise man loses nothing, if he but save himself.
