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Quotes by Oliver Goldsmith

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Friendships that are disproportioned ever terminate in disgust. He cast off his friends, as a huntsman his pack; For he knew, when he pleased, he could whistle them back.
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Friendships that are disproportioned ever terminate in disgust. He cast off his friends, as a huntsman his pack; For he knew, when he pleased, he could whistle them back.
He who seeks for applause only from without has all his happiness in another's keeping.
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He who seeks for applause only from without has all his happiness in another's keeping.
If frugality were established in the state, if our expenses were laid out rather in the necessaries than the superfluities of life, there might be fewer wants, and even fewer pleasures, but infinitely more happiness.
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If frugality were established in the state, if our expenses were laid out rather in the necessaries than the superfluities of life, there might be fewer wants, and even fewer pleasures, but infinitely more happiness.
I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, not for a fine glossy surface, but such qualities as would wear well.
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I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, not for a fine glossy surface, but such qualities as would wear well.
Our greatest glory consists, not in falling, but in rising every time we fall.
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Our greatest glory consists, not in falling, but in rising every time we fall.
When lovely woman stoops to folly / And finds too late that men betray, / What charm can soothe her melancholy, / What art can wash her guilt away?
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When lovely woman stoops to folly / And finds too late that men betray, / What charm can soothe her melancholy, / What art can wash her guilt away?
Persecution is a tribute the great must always pay for preeminence.
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Persecution is a tribute the great must always pay for preeminence.
The only art her guilt to cover, / To hide her shame from every eye, / To give repentance to her lover, / And wring his bosom, is — to die.
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The only art her guilt to cover, / To hide her shame from every eye, / To give repentance to her lover, / And wring his bosom, is — to die.
When lovely woman stoops to folly / And finds too late that men betray, / What charm can soothe her melancholy, / What art can wash her guilt away.
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When lovely woman stoops to folly / And finds too late that men betray, / What charm can soothe her melancholy, / What art can wash her guilt away.
I...chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, not for a fine glossy surface, but such qualities as would wear well.
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I...chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, not for a fine glossy surface, but such qualities as would wear well.
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