Top 28 Rous'd Quotes
#1. The thing of courage
As rous'd with rage doth sympathise,
And, with an accent tun'd in self-same key,
Retorts to chiding fortune.
William Shakespeare
#2. Tis not for us to warn a wilful sinner; We stay him not, but let him run his course, Till by misfortunes rous'd, his conscience wakes, And prompts him to appease th' offended gods.
Aristophanes
#3. It seems to me as a woman's face doesna want flowers; it's almost like a flower itself ... It's like when a man's singing a good tune, you don't want t' hear bells tinkling and interfering wi' the sound.
George Eliot
#4. Proclaim aloud the Saviour's fame, Who bears the Breaker's wond'rous name; Sweet name; and it becomes him well, Who breaks down earth, sin, death, and hell.
Charles Haddon Spurgeon
#5. England a fortune-telling host, As num'rous as the stars, could boast; Matrons, who toss the cup, and see The grounds of Fate in grounds of tea ...
Charles Churchill
#6. His universe was an analogue being, probably as out of date as the gods are.
Steve Merrick
#7. The gift of song is just like ... I think music is one of those true things in this world that is universal.
Charles King
#8. Not she with trait'rous kiss her Saviour stung, Not she denied him with unholy tongue; She, while apostles shrank, could danger brave, Last at his cross and earliest at his grave.
Eaton Stannard Barrett
#9. Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
Robert Burns
#11. The time of universal peace is near.
Prove this a prosp'rous day, the three-nooked world
Shall bear the olive freely.
William Shakespeare
#12. Doing time is like climbing a mountain wearing roller skates.
John Dean
#13. The infernal day star is shining its radiation down upon us. I can feel it giving me cancer.
Hank Green
#14. For when we quaff the gen'rous bowl,
Then sleep the sorrows of our soul.
Let us drink the juice divine,
The gift of Bacchus, god of wine.
When I take wine, my cares go to rest.
Anacreon
#15. Like delicate lace, So the threads intertwine, Oh, gossamer web Of wond'rous design! Such beauty and grace Wild nature produces ... Ughh, look at the spider Suck out that bug's juices!
Bill Watterson
#16. Receive, dear friend, the truths I teach,
So shalt thou live beyond the reach
Of adverse Fortune's pow'r;
Not always tempt the distant deep,
Nor always timorously creep
Along the treach'rous shore.
Horace
#17. A Christian's wit is offensive light,
A beam that aids, but never grieves the sight;
Vig'rous in age as in the flush of youth,
'Tis always active on the side of truth.
William Cowper
#18. The timely dew of sleep Now falling with soft slumb'rous weight inclines Our eyelids.
John Milton
#19. Is someone in my tree?" I fought panic, and through Herculean effort managed to keep my pants dry. "No," I answered. She wasn't fooled.
Jeff Strand
#20. No white nor red was ever seen So am'rous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their mistress' name. Little, alas, they know or heed How far these beauties hers exceed! Fair trees! where s'e'er your barks I wound, No name shall but your own be found.
Andrew Marvell
#21. If this can be termed the century of the common man, then soccer, of all sports, is surely his game ... In a world haunted by the hydrogen and napalm bomb, the football field is a place where sanity and hope are still left unmolested.
Stanley Rous
#22. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith.
Steve Jobs
#23. The only one," he murmured. His chin dipped a little bit. "You know that, Dru? You're the only person who's ever believed in me. You know what that'll do to a guy?"
What?"I-"
"It makes him want to live up to it.
Lilith Saintcrow
#24. Her track, where'er the goddess roves, Glory pursue, and gen'rous shame, Th' unconquerable mind, and freedom's holy flame.
Thomas Gray
#25. What dire offence from am'rous causes springs,
What mighty contests rise from trivial things, ...
Alexander Pope
#26. Whence did the wond'rous mystic art arise, / Of painting SPEECH, and speaking to the eyes? / That we by tracing magic lines are taught, / How to embody, and to colour THOUGHT?
Marshall McLuhan
#27. And the bush hath friends to meet him, and their kindly voices greet him
In the murmur of the breezes and the river on its bars,
And he sees the vision splendid of the sunlit plains extended,
And at night the wond'rous glory of the everlasting stars.
A.B. Paterson
#28. Those half-learn'd witlings, num'rous in our isle
As half-form'd insects on the banks of Nile
Alexander Pope
