Were we as eloquent as angels, we would please some men, some women, and some children much more by listening than by talking. Colton.
Were we to take as much pains to be what we 15 ought to be as we do to disguise what we really are, we might appear like ourselves, without being at the trouble of any disguise at all. La Roche.
Were wisdom given me with this reservation, that I should keep it shut up within myself and not impart it, I would spurn it. Sen.
Were wisdom to be sold, she would give no price; every man is satisfied with the share he has from nature. Henry Home.
Westward the course of empire takes its way. Berkeley.
What a blessed thing it is that Nature, when she invented, manufactured, and patented her authors, contrived to make critics out of the chips that were left! Holmes.
What a delight to have a husband beside you, 20 were it only to salute you when you sneeze, and say "God bless you!" Molière.
What a dismal, debasing, and confusing element is that of a sick body on the human soul or thinking part! Carlyle.
What a fool is he who locks his door to keep out spirits, who has in his own bosom a spirit he dares not meet alone; whose voice, smothered far down, and piled over with mountains of earthliness, is yet like the forewarning trumpet of doom! Mrs. Stowe.
What a force of illusion begins life with us, and attends us to the end! Emerson.