There is delight in singing, though none hear beside the singer.
About Walter Savage Landor
Walter Savage Landorwas an English writer, poet, and activist. His best known works were the prose Imaginary Conversations, and the poem “Rose Aylmer,” but the critical acclaim he received from contemporary poets and reviewers was not matched by public popularity.
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Even the weakest disputant is made so conceited by what he calls religion, as to think himself wiser than the wisest who think differently from him.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Study is the bane of childhood, the oil of youth, the indulgence of adulthood, and a restorative in old age.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
We cannot be contented because we are happy, and we cannot be happy because we are contented.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Consult duty not events.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
We often fancy that we suffer from ingratitude, while in reality we suffer from self-love.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Goodness does not more certainly make men happy than happiness makes them good.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Many laws as certainly make bad men, as bad men make many laws.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
The writing of the wise are the only riches our posterity cannot squander.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Everything that looks to the future elevates human nature.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
A solitude is the audience-chamber of God.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Music is God’s gift to man, the only art of Heaven given to earth, the only art of earth we take to Heaven.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
There is nothing on earth divine except humanity.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
The flame of anger, bright and brief, sharpens the barb of love.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Prose on certain occasions can bear a great deal of poetry; on the other hand, poetry sinks and swoons under a moderate weight of prose.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
There is no easy path leading out of life, and few easy ones that lie within it.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Truth, like the juice of the poppy, in small quantities, calms men; in larger, heats and irritates them, and is attended by fatal consequences in excess.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Great men lose somewhat of their greatness by being near us; ordinary men gain much.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
No ashes are lighter than those of incense, and few things burn out sooner.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
A man’s vanity tells him what is honor, a man’s conscience what is justice.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Every sect is a moral check on its neighbour. Competition is as wholesome in religion as in commerce.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
No thoroughly occupied person was ever found really miserable.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
There is delight in singing, though none hear beside the singer.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
I strove with none; for none was worth my strife.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Men, like nails, lose their usefulness when they lose their direction and begin to bend.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
We are no longer happy so soon as we wish to be happier.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Ambition is but avarice on stilts, and masked.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Great men always pay deference to greater.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
People, like nails, lose their effectiveness when they lose direction and begin to bend.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
The wise become as the unwise in the enchanted chambers of Power, whose lamps make every face the same colour.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
An ingenuous mind feels in unmerited praise the bitterest reproof.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
We think that we suffer from ingratitude, while in reality we suffer from self-love.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Delay in justice is injustice.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
My thoughts are my company; I can bring them together, select them, detain them, dismiss them.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
In argument, truth always prevails finally; in politics, falsehood always.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
We talk on principal, but act on motivation.
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)
Ambition has but one reward for all: A little power, a little transient fame; A grave to rest in, and a fading name!
English writer, poet, and activist (1775-1864)