When we look back upon human records, how the eye settles upon writers as the main landmarks of the past.—Bulwer-Lytton.
Autumn.—Season of mist and mellow fruitfulness.—Keats.
The Sabbath of the year.—Logan.
Avarice.—Though avarice will preserve a man from being necessitously poor, it generally makes him too timorous to be wealthy.—Thomas Paine.
Avarice is more unlovely than mischievous.—Landor.
The German poet observes that the Cow of Isis is to some the divine symbol of knowledge, to others but the milch cow, only regarded for the pounds of butter she will yield. O tendency of our age, to look on Isis as the milch cow!—Bulwer-Lytton.
Worse poison to men's souls, doing more murders in this loathsome world than any mortal drug.—Shakespeare.
Avarice is generally the last passion of those lives of which the first part has been squandered in pleasure, and the second devoted to ambition. He that sinks under the fatigue of getting wealth, lulls his age with the milder business of saving it.—Johnson.
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Babblers.—Who think too little, and who talk too much.—Dryden.