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But every thyng which schyneth as the gold,
Nis nat gold, as that I have herd it told.
But every thyng which schyneth as the gold,
Nis nat gold, as that I have herd it told.
Throughout the centuries, man has considered himself beautiful. I rather suppose that man only believes in his own beauty out read more
Throughout the centuries, man has considered himself beautiful. I rather suppose that man only believes in his own beauty out of pride; that he is not really beautiful and he suspects this himself; for why does he look on the face of his fellow-man with such scorn?
If there is a single quality that is shared by all great men, it is vanity. But I mean by read more
If there is a single quality that is shared by all great men, it is vanity. But I mean by "vanity" only that they appreciate their own worth. Without this kind of vanity they would not be great. And with vanity alone, of course, a man is nothing.
UGLINESS, n. A gift of the gods to certain women, entailing virtue without humility.
UGLINESS, n. A gift of the gods to certain women, entailing virtue without humility.
Style is the dress of thoughts; and let them be ever so just, if your style is homely, coarse, and read more
Style is the dress of thoughts; and let them be ever so just, if your style is homely, coarse, and vulgar, they will appear to as much disadvantage, and be as ill received, as your person, though ever so well-proportioned, would if dressed in rags, dirt, and tatters.
We are to admit no more causes of natural things than such as are both true and sufficient to explain read more
We are to admit no more causes of natural things than such as are both true and sufficient to explain their appearances.
A blond in a red dress can do without introductions -- but not without a bodyguard.
A blond in a red dress can do without introductions -- but not without a bodyguard.
Not much meat on her, but what's there is choice.
Not much meat on her, but what's there is choice.
If you are not in fashion, you are nobody. - "Letter to his son", April 30, 1750.
If you are not in fashion, you are nobody. - "Letter to his son", April 30, 1750.
