523 Quotes by Oliver Goldsmith

Every want that stimulates the breast becomes a source of pleasure when redressed.

What if in Scotland's wilds we viel'd our head, Where tempests whistle round the sordid bed; Where the rug's two-fold use we might display, By night a blanket, and a plaid by day.

The king himself has followed her, - / When she has walked before.

Our pleasures are short, and can only charm at intervals; love is a method of protraction our greatest pleasure.

Wit generally succeeds more from being happily addressed than from its native poignancy. A jest, calculated to spread at a gaming-table, may be received with, perfect indifference should it happen to drop in a mackerel-boat.

Thus 'tis with all; their chief and constant care Is to seem everything but what they are.

Take a dollar from a thousand and it will be a thousand no more.

A man's own heart must ever be given to gain that of another.

It world be well had we more misers than we have among us.