523 Quotes by Oliver Goldsmith

The heart of every man lies open to the shafts of correction if the archer can take proper aim.

To the last moment of his breath, On hope the wretch relies; And even the pang preceding death Bids expectation rise.

As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm,- Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.

A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year.

But winter lingering chills the lap of May.

What real good does an addition to a fortune already sufficient procure? Not any. Could the great man, by having his fortune increased, increase also his appetites, then precedence might be attended with real amusement.

Death when unmasked shows us a friendly face and is a terror only at a distance.

To what fortuitous occurrence do we not owe every pleasure and convenience of our lives.

Like the tiger, that seldom desists from pursuing man after having once preyed upon human flesh, the reader who has once gratified his appetite with calumny makes ever after the most agreeable feast upon murdered reputations!