• Categories
  • Wise Quotes   881
  • Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart. One self-approving hour whole years outweighs Of stupid starers and of loud huzzas; And more true joy Marcellus exil'd feels Than Cæsar with a senate at his heels. In parts superior what advantage lies? Tell (for you can) what is it to be wise? 'T is but to know how little can be known; To see all others' faults, and feel our own.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Alexander Pope Quotes , Wise Quotes , Lying Quotes
  • According to Diotima, Love is not a god at all, but is rather a spirit that mediates between people and the objects of their desire. Love is neither wise nor beautiful, but is rather the desire for wisdom and beauty.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Plato Quotes , Beautiful Quotes , Wise Quotes
  • The birds did not understand a single word of what he was saying, but that made no matter, for they put their heads on one side, and looked wise, which is quite as good as understanding a thing, and very much easier.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Oscar Wilde Quotes , Wise Quotes , Bird Quotes
  • Still others commit all sorts of evil deeds, claiming karma doesn't exist. They erroneously maintain that since everything is empty, committing evil isn't wrong. Such persons fall into a hell of endless darkness with no hope of release. Those who are wise hold no such conception.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Bodhidharma Quotes , Karma Quotes , Wise Quotes
  • It were as wise to cast a violet into a crucible that you might discover the formal principle of its color and odor, as seek to transfuse from one language into another the creations of a poet. The plant must spring again from its seed, or it will bear no flower -- and this is the burthen of the curse of Babel.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes , Wise Quotes , Spring Quotes
  • Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs; Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall, and a preserving sweet. *Here’s what love is: a smoke made out of lovers' sighs. When the smoke clears, love is a fire burning in your lover’s eyes. If you frustrate love, you get an ocean made out of lovers' tears. What else is love? It’s a wise form of madness. It’s a sweet lozenge that you choke on.*
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : William Shakespeare Quotes , Wise Quotes , Sweet Quotes