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Alexander Smith
Scottish
Poet
About the author
A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Nothing
#Man
#Poor
#Memory
#Possession
A great man is the man who does something for the first time.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Time
#Man
#First
A man doesn't plant a tree for himself. He plants it for posterity.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Man
#Posterity
#Plants
A man gazing on the stars is proverbially at the mercy of the puddles in the road.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Man
#Stars
#Road
#Mercy
Christmas is the day that holds all time together.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Time
#Day
#Christmas
Books are a finer world within the world.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#World
#Books
If you wish to preserve your secret, wrap it up in frankness.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Frankness
Trifles make up the happiness or the misery of human life.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Life
#Misery
#Happiness
#Trifles
To sit for one's portrait is like being present at one's own creation.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Being
#Present
#Creation
To be occasionally quoted is the only fame I care for.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Fame
#Care
There is no ghost so difficult to lay as the ghost of an injury.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Injury
The world is not so much in need of new thoughts as that when thought grows old and worn with usage it should, like current coin, be called in, and, from the mint of genius, reissued fresh and new.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#World
#Thought
#Old
#Genius
#Thoughts
The sea complains upon a thousand shores.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Sea
The saddest thing that befalls a soul Is when it loses faith in God and woman.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#God
#Woman
#Faith
#Soul
The man who in this world can keep the whiteness of his soul is not likely to lose it in any other.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#World
#Man
#Soul
The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as they - and as taciturn.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Secrets
We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Love
#Forgetfulness
In life there is nothing more unexpected and surprising than the arrivals and departures of pleasure. If we find it in one place today, it is vain to seek it there tomorrow. You can not lay a trap for it.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Life
#Nothing
#Today
#Pleasure
#Tomorrow
We are never happy; we can only remember that we were so once.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
If you wish to make a man look noble, your best course is to kill him. What superiority he may have inherited from his race, what superiority nature may have personally gifted him with, comes out in death.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Death
#May
#Man
#Nature
#Race
#Superiority
If you do your fair day's work, you are certain to get your fair day's wage - in praise or pudding, whichever happens to suit your taste.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Work
#Day
#Taste
#Praise
#Wage
If the egotist is weak, his egotism is worthless. If the egotist is strong, acute, full of distinctive character, his egotism is precious, and remains a possession of the race.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Character
#Race
#Possession
#Egotism
I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Song
#Victory
I go into my library and all history unrolls before me.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#History
How deeply seated in the human heart is the liking for gardens and gardening.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Heart
#Gardening
#Gardens
Everything is sweetened by risk.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Risk
Every man's road in life is marked by the graves of his personal liking.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Life
#Man
#Road
Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Death
#Nature
#Ugly
#Fact
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Love
#Discovery
#Delight
Trees are your best antiques.
Alexander Smith,
Scottish
Poet
#Trees