523 Quotes by Oliver Goldsmith

All the bloomy flush of life is fled.

Hope, like the gleaming taper

Whichever way we look the prospect is disagreeable. Behind, we have left pleasures we shall never enjoy, and therefore regret; and before, we see pleasures which we languish to possess, and are consequently uneasy till we possess them.

The wretch condemn'd with life to part, Still, still on hope relies; And every pang that rends the heart Bids expectation rise.

That virtue which requires to be ever guarded is scarce worth the sentinel.

We are all sure of two things, at least; we shall suffer and we shall all die.

I find you want me to furnish you with argument and intellects too. No, sir, these, I protest you, are too hard for me.

A French woman is a perfect architect in dress: she never, with Gothic ignorance, mixes the orders; she never tricks out a snobby Doric shape with Corinthian finery; or, to speak without metaphor, she conforms to general fashion only when it happens not to be repugnant to private beauty.

In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs-and God has given my share- I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down.