Who would venture upon the journey of life, if compelled to begin it at the end?—Mme. de Maintenon.
Experience is the extract of suffering.—Arthur Helps.
Every generous illusion adds a wrinkle in vanishing. Experience is the successive disenchantment of the things of life. It is reason enriched by the spoils of the heart.—J. Petit Senn.
Extravagance.—Expenses are not rectilinear, but circular. Every inch you add to the diameter adds three to the circumference.—Charles Buxton.
Extremes.—Extremes are dangerous; a middle estate is safest; as a middle temper of the sea, between a still calm and a violent tempest, is most helpful to convey the mariner to his haven.—Swinnock.
Superlatives are diminutives, and weaken.—Emerson.
Extremes are for us as if they were not, and as if we were not in regard to them; they escape from us, or we from them.—Pascal.
Eye.—Stabbed with a white wench's black eye.—Shakespeare.
The eyes of a man are of no use without the observing power. Telescopes and microscopes are cunning contrivances, but they cannot see of themselves.—Paxton Hood.
Ladies, whose bright eyes rain influence.—Milton.