Breasts Quotes - Page 20

• Sorrow, the heart must bear,
  Sits in the home of each, conspicuous there.
  Many a circumstance, at least,
  Touches the very breast.
  For those
  Whom any sent away,--he knows:
  And in the live man's stead,
  Armor and ashes reach
  The house of each.

  Robert Browning

  Home, Heart, Men

  Robert Browning (2008). “The Agamemnon of Aeschylus, La Saisiaz, Etc.”, p.15, Wildside Press LLC

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• No thought which ever stirred
  A human breast should be untold.

  Robert Browning

  Should, Humans

  Robert Browning (2015). “Complete Plays of Robert Browning”, p.146, e-artnow sro

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• If one must be rejected, one succeed, make him my lord within whose faithful breast is fixed my image, and who loves me best.

  John Dryden

  Faithful, Succeed, Lord

  John Dryden (1854). “Poetical Works”, p.13

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• Trust me no tortures which the poets feign
  Can match the fierce unutterable pain
  He feels, who night and day devoid of rest
  Carries his own accuser in his breast.

  Juvenal

  Pain, Night, Fierce

  Juvenal (1871). “The satires of Juvenal, Persius, Sulpicia, and Lucilius ...”, p.470

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• Ingratitude never so thoroughly pierces the human breast as when it proceeds from those in whose behalf we have been guilty of transgressions.

  Henry Fielding

  Guilty, Behalf, Transgression

  Henry Fielding (2015). “History of Tom Jones: the History Focus”, p.47, 谷月社

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• O innocence, how glorious and happy a portion art thou to the breast that possesses thee! thou fearest neither the eyes nor the tongues of men. Truth, the most powerful of all things, is thy strongest friend; and the brighter the light is in which thou art displayed, the more it discovers thy transcendent beauties.

  Henry Fielding

  Art, Powerful, Eye

  Henry Fielding (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Henry Fielding (Illustrated)”, p.1596, Delphi Classics

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• Thus unlamented pass the proud away,
  The gaze of fools and pageant of a day;
  So perish all, whose breast ne'er learn'd to glow
  For others' good, or melt at others' woe.

  Alexander Pope

  Pride, Proud, Woe

  Alexander Pope, Henry Francis Cary (1841). “The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope. Edited by the Rev. H. F. Cary, Etc”, p.31

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• I learn several great truths; as that it is impossible to see into the ways of futurity, that punishment always attends the villain, that love is the fond soother of the human breast.

  Oliver Goldsmith

  Love Is, Punishment, Experience

  Oliver Goldsmith (1854). “The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Enquiry into the present state of polite learning. The citizen of the world”, p.407

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• For praise too dearly lov'd, or warmly sought,
  Enfeebles all internal strength of thought;
  And the weak soul within itself unblest,
  Leans for all pleasure on another's breast.

  Oliver Goldsmith

  Soul, Flattery, Praise

  Oliver Goldsmith (1824). “Essays, poems and plays”, p.141

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• O friendship! thou fond soother of the human breast, to thee we fly in every calamity; to thee the wretched seek for succor; on thee the care-tired son of misery fondly relies; from thy kind assistance the unfortunate always hopes relief, and may be sure of--disappointment.

  Oliver Goldsmith

  Friendship, Disappointment, Tired

  Oliver Goldsmith (1856). “The Miscellaneous Works: Letters from a citizen of the world, to his friend in the East. A familiar introduction to the study of natural history”, p.116

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• No vernal blooms their torpid rocks array,
  But winter lingering chills the lap of May;
  No zephyr fondly sues the mountain's breast,
  But meteors glare, and stormy glooms invest.

  Oliver Goldsmith

  Winter, Rocks, Mountain

  Oliver Goldsmith (1841). “Goldsmith's miscellaneous works”, p.3

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• Every want that stimulates the breast becomes a source of pleasure when redressed.

  Oliver Goldsmith

  Want, Pleasure, Source

  Oliver Goldsmith (1857). “The Vicar of Wakefield: Together with the Poems ...”, p.158

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• Oh, trebly blest the placid lot of those whose hearth foundations are in pure love laid, where husband's breast with tempered ardor glows, and wife, oft mother, is in heart a maid!

  Euripides

  Mother, Husband, Heart

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• Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures, Russet lawns and fallows grey, Where the nibbling flocks do stray, Mountains on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide.

  John Milton

  Eye, Rivers, Clouds

  c.1631 L'Allegro, l.69-76.

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• The Jewish problem is as old as history, and assumes in each age a new form. The life or death of millions of human beings hangs upon its solution; its agitation revives the fiercest passions for good and for evil that inflame the human breast.

  Emma Lazarus

  Passion, Evil, Age

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• Do thou restrain the haughty spirit in thy breast, for better far is gentle courtesy.

  Homer

  Spirit, Courtesy, Gentle

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• Life is richly worth living, with its continual revelations of mighty woe, yet infinite hope; and I take it to my breast.

  Margaret Fuller

  Woe, Infinite Hope, Life Is

  Margaret Fuller, James Freeman Clarke, Ralph Waldo Emerson, William Henry Channing (1852). “Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli”, p.306

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• He teaches best,
  Who feels the hearts of all men in his breast,
  And knows their strength or weakness through his own.

  Bayard Taylor

  Heart, Men, Experience

  Bayard Taylor (1866). “The Poems”, p.93

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• Boasting and bravado may exist in the breast even of the coward, if he is successful through a mere lucky hit; but a just contempt of an enemy can alone arise in those who feel that they are superior to their opponent by the prudence of their measures.

  Thucydides

  Successful, Enemy, Coward

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• Now spring returns; but not to me returns
  The vernal joy my better years have known;
  Dim in my breast life's dying taper burns,
  And all the joys of life with health have flown.

  Michael Bruce

  Spring, Years, Joy

  Michael Bruce, Alexander Balloch Grosart (1865). “The Works of Michael Bruce: Ed. with Memoir and Notes”, p.114

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• The white Aylesbury duck is, and deservedly, a universal favourite. Its snowy plumage and comfortable comportment make it a credit to the poultry-yard, while its broad and deep breast, and its ample back, convey the assurance that your satisfaction will not cease at its death.

  Isabella Beeton

  Food, Ducks, White

  Isabella Beeton (2006). “Mrs Beeton's Household Management”, p.428, Wordsworth Editions

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• Tis not her coldness, father, That chills my labouring breast; It's that confounded cucumber I've ate and can't digest.

  Richard Harris Barham

  Father, Food, Cooking

  Richard Harris Barham (1847). “The Ingoldsby Legends Or Mirth and Marvels”, p.357

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• Black people loving and losing is something we don’t see enough of. We’re always in these heightened situations like something big is happening, something funny or something violent. And you know what? Sometimes we die of breast cancer or a broken heart. Things happen that are just not being explored cinematically. It’s time we reinvigorated that type of film.

  Ava DuVernay

  Cancer, Heart, People

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• Modesty, that perennial flower planted instinctively in the human breast, blooms therein only as continence guards and virtue keeps.

  Amos Bronson Alcott

  Flower, Modesty, Virtue

  Amos Bronson Alcott (1877). “Table-talk”

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• If with love thy heart has burned; If thy love is unreturned; Hide thy grief within thy breast, Though it tear thee unexpressed; For when love has once departed From the eyes of the false-hearted, And one by one has torn off quite The bandages of purple light; Though thou wert the loveliest Form the soul had ever dressed, Thou shalt seem, in each reply, A vixen to his altered eye; Thy softest pleadings seem too bold, Thy praying lute will seem to scold; Though thou kept the straightest road, Yet thou errest far and broad.

  Ralph Waldo Emerson

  Love, Grief, Heart

  Ralph Waldo Emerson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson (Illustrated)”, p.55, Delphi Classics

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