We have not read an author till we have seen his object, whatever it may be, as he saw it. Carlyle.
We have not the innocence of Eden; but by God's help and Christ's example, we may have the victory of Gethsemane. Chapin.
We have not the love of greatness, but the love of the love of greatness. Carlyle.
We have not wings, we cannot soar; / But 40 we have feet to scale and climb / By slow degrees, by more and more, / The cloudy summits of our time. Longfellow.
We have nothing to do with what is happening in space (or possibly may happen in time); we have only to attend to what is happening here—and now. Ruskin.
We have raised Pain and Sorrow into heaven, and in our temples, on our altars. Grief stands symbol of our faith, and it shall last as long as man is mortal and unhappy. Wm. Smith.
We have scotch'd the snake, but not killed it. Macb., iii. 2.
We have such exorbitant eyes, that, on seeing the smallest arc, we complete the curve, and when the curtain is lifted from the diagram which it served to veil, we are vexed to find that no more was drawn than just that fragment of an arc which we first beheld. Emerson.
We hear constantly of what Nature is doing, 45 but we rarely hear of what man is thinking. We want ideas, and we get more facts. Buckle.
We hear the rain fall, but not the snow. Bitter grief is loud, calm grief is silent. Auerbach.