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Born in January 30, 1775 / Died in September 17, 1864 / United Kingdom / English

Quotes by Walter Savage Landor

A solitude is the audience-chamber of God.
The wise become as the unwise in the enchanted chambers of Power, whose lamps make every face the same colour.
Consult duty not events.
Everything that looks to the future elevates human nature. Never is life so low or so little as when occupied with the present.
We are no longer happy so soon as we wish to be happier.
Men, like nails, lose their usefulness when they lose their direction and begin to bend.
Ambition is but avarice on stilts, and masked.
Many laws as certainly make bad men, as bad men make many laws.
The writing of the wise are the only riches our posterity cannot squander.
Music is God's gift to man, the only art of Heaven given to earth, the only art of earth we take to Heaven.
Wrong is but falsehood put in practice.
Ambition has but one reward for all: A little power, a little transient fame; A grave to rest in, and a fading name!
We cannot be contented because we are happy, and we cannot be happy because we are contented.
I warmed both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.
We think that we suffer from ingratitude, while in reality we suffer from self-love.
A man's vanity tells him what is honor, a man's conscience what is justice.
O what a thing is age! Death without death's quiet.
I strove with none, for none was worth my strife: Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art:
For, surely, surely, where Your voice and graces are, Nothing of death can any feel or know.
We talk on principle, but we act on interest.
We must not indulge in unfavorable views of mankind, since by doing it we make bad men believe they are no worse than others, and we teach the good that they are good in vain.
Kindness in ourselves is the honey that blunts the sting of unkindness in another.
Stand close around,ye Stygian set, With Dirce in one boat convey'd,...
Death stands above me, whispering low I know not what into my ear;
Men, like nails, lose their usefulness when they lose direction and begin to bend.