Top 49 John Armstrong Quotes
#1. There are, while human miseries abound, A thousand ways to waste superfluous wealth, Without one fool or flatterer at your board, Without one hour of sickness or disgust.
John Armstrong
#2. Then love of pleasure sways each heart, and we From that no more than from ourselves can fly. Blameless when govern'd well. But where it errs Extravagant, and wildly leads to ill, Public or private, there its curbing pow'r Cool reason must exert.
John Armstrong
#3. What is given by nature is not necessarily good, what is achieved by artifice is not necessarily worthless.
John Armstrong
#4. To please the fancy is no trifling good, Where health is studied; for whatever moves The mind with calm delight, promotes the just And natural movements of th'harmonious frame.
John Armstrong
#5. Money can purchase the symbols but not the causes of serenity and buoyancy. In a straightforward way we must agree that money cannot buy happiness.
John Armstrong
#6. Sincerity is only as good as what we are sincere about.
John Armstrong
#7. For wisest ends this universal Power Gave appetites, from whose quick impulse life Subsists, by which we only live, all life Insipid else, unactive, unenjoy'd. Hence to this peopled earth, which, that extinct, That flame for propagation, soon would roll A lifeless mass, and vainly cumber heaven.
John Armstrong
#8. Good native Taste, tho' rude, is seldom wrong,
Be it in music, painting, or in song:
But this, as well as other faculties,
Improves with age and ripens by degrees.
John Armstrong
#9. The boy may wrestle, when Night
working Fancy steals him to the arms Of nymph oft wish'd awake, and, 'mid the rage Of the soft tumult, ev'ry turgid cell Spontaneous disembogues its lucid store, Bland and of azure tinct.
John Armstrong
#10. If from thy secret bed Of luxury unbidden offspring rise, Let them be kindly welcom'd to the day.
John Armstrong
#11. Imagination paints a charming view of the future, conveniently adapted to the demands of our current emotion.
John Armstrong
#12. Toil, and be strong; by toil the flaccid nerves
Grow firm, and gain a more compacted tone:
The greener juices are by toil subdued,
Mellow'd, and subtilis'd; the vapid old
Expell'd, and all the rancor of the blood.
John Armstrong
#13. How happy he whose toil Has o'er his languid pow'rless limbs diffus'd A pleasing lassitude; he not in vain Invokes the gentle Deity of dreams. His pow'rs the most voluptuously dissolve In soft repose; on him the balmy dews Of Sleep with double nutriment descend.
John Armstrong
#14. For want of timely care Millions have died of medicable wounds.
John Armstrong
#15. The athletic fool, to whom what heaven denied of soul, is well compensated in limbs.
John Armstrong
#16. A relationship does not start the day two people meet; it starts in the childhood of each partner. For it is long before they meet that the template of their relationship is established.
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#17. There is, they say, (and I believe there is),
A spark within us of th' immortal fire,
That animates and moulds the grosser frame;
And when the body sinks, escapes to heaven;
Its native seat, and mixes with the gods.
John Armstrong
#18. Imagination need not stand as an obstacle to clear-sighted perception; on the contrary, it can be a prerequisite for recognition of the less obvious aspects of what is really there.
John Armstrong
#20. The most beautiful form of compromise is forgiveness.
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#21. You don't ask a juggler which ball is highest in priority. Success is to do it all.
John Armstrong
#22. This is the most effective way: let the growing soul look at life with the question: 'What have you truly loved? What has drawn you upward, mastered and blessed you?
John Armstrong
#23. Compatibility, on this view, is an achievement of love, not a precondition for love.
John Armstrong
#24. Virtue, the strength and beauty of the soul, Is the best gift of Heaven: a happiness That even above the smiles and frowns of fate Exalts great Nature's favourites: a wealth That ne'er encumbers, nor can be transferr'd.
John Armstrong
#25. Love can sometimes rise up like a desperate cry from a neglected part of oneself which takes a long view but which is submerged by the presence of strident wants.
John Armstrong
#26. Sometimes pantheists will use the term "pandeism" to underscore that they share with the deists the idea that God is not a personal God who desires to be worshipped.
John Armstrong
#27. This restless world
Is full of chances, which by habit's power
To learn to bear is easier than to shun.
John Armstrong
#28. Hope is the first thing to take some sort of action.
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#29. Virtue and sense are one; and, trust me, still A faithless heart betrays the head unsound.
John Armstrong
#30. For pale and trembling anger rushes in
With faltering speech, and eyes that wildly stare,
Fierce as the tiger, madder than the seas,
Desperate and armed with more than human strength.
John Armstrong
#31. Music exalts each joy, allays each grief, expels diseases, softens every pain.
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#32. Tis chiefly taste, or blunt, or gross, or fine,
Makes life insipid, bestial, or divine.
Better be born with taste to little rent
Than the dull monarch of a continent;
Without this bounty which the gods bestow,
Can Fortune make one favorite happy?
No.
John Armstrong
#34. It is not suffering as such that makes someone appreciate love, it is only when suffering pierces our vanity - which happens when we do not blame someone else for our pain - that it awakens a deeper respect for love.
John Armstrong
#35. Much had he read, Much more had he seen; he studied from the life, And in th' original perus'd mankind.
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#36. You can't help people that don't want to be helped.
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#37. Know, then, whatever cheerful and serene supports the mind supports the body too.
John Armstrong
#39. Time shakes the stable tyranny of thrones, And tottering empires rush by their own weight.
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#40. People are more slothful than timid. Their greatest fear is the heavy burden that uncompromising honesty and nakedness of speech and action would lay on them.
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#41. Your friends avoid you, brutishly transform'd
They hardly know you, or if one remains
To wish you well, he wishes you in heaven.
John Armstrong
#42. Impious! forbear thus the first general hail. To disappoint, Increase and multiply, To shed thy blossoms thro' the desert air, And sow thy perish'd offspring in the winds.
John Armstrong
#43. Ye generous maids, revenge your sex's wrong; Let not the mean destroyer e'er approach Your sacred charms. Now muster all your pride, Contempt and scorn, that, shot from Beauty's eye, Confounds the mighty impudent, and smites The front unknown to shame.
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#44. The blood, the fountain whence the spirits flow The generous stream that waters every part, And motion, vigor, and warm life conveys To every particle that moves or lives.
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#45. Our greatest good, and what we least can spare,
Is hope: the last of all our evils, fear.
John Armstrong
#46. How sickly grow, How pale, the plants in those ill-fated vales That, circled round with the gigantic heap Of mountains, never felt, nor ever hope To feel, the genial vigor of the sun!
John Armstrong
#47. When you're doing wrong, you're gonna think wrong.
John Armstrong
#49. What Nature bids is good, is wise, and faultless we obey.
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