What a pity flowers can utter no sound! A singing rose, a whispering violet, a murmuring honeysuckle,—oh, what a rare and exquisite miracle would these be!—Beecher.
The bright mosaic, that with storied beauty, the floor of nature's temple tessellate.—Horace Smith.
Fools.—You pity a man who is lame or blind, but you never pity him for being a fool, which is often a much greater misfortune.—Sydney Smith.
A learned fool is more foolish than an ignorant fool.—Molière.
Of all thieves fools are the worst; they rob you of time and temper.—Goethe.
Fortune makes folly her peculiar care.—Churchill.
It would be easier to endow a fool with intellect than to persuade him that he had none.—Babinet.
There are many more fools in the world than there are knaves, otherwise the knaves could not exist.—Bulwer-Lytton.
There are more fools than sages, and among sages there is more folly than wisdom.—Chamfort.
Foppery.—Foppery is never cured; it is the bad stamina of the mind, which, like those of the body, are never rectified; once a coxcomb and always a coxcomb.—Johnson.