Oliver Goldsmith Quotes

Ill fares the land, to hast`ning ill a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay; Princes and Lords may flourish, or may fade: A breath can make them, as a breath has made; but a bold peasantry, their country`s pride, When once destroyed can never be supplied.

Hope, like the gleaming taper`s light, Adorns and cheers our way; And still, as darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray.

Don`t let us make imaginary evils, when you know we have so many real ones to encounter.

Tenderness is a virtue.

Aromatic plants bestow no spicy fragrance while they grow; but crush`d or trodden to the ground, diffuse their balmy sweets around.

I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, for qualities that would wear well