Quotes from Edward Young

The future... seems to me no unified dream but a mince pie, long in the baking, never quite done.

A strange alternative * * *Must women have a doctor or a dance?

Virtue's the Paint that can make Wrinkles shine.

Procrastination is the thief of time.

By all means use some time to be alone.

Tomorrow is the day when idlers work, and fools reform and mortal men lay hold on heaven.

He mourns the dead who lives as they desire.

Virtue alone has majesty in death.

'Tis impious in a good man to be sad.

Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed.

Friendship's the wine of life: but friendship new... is neither strong nor pure.

Death! great proprietor of all! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the stars.

One eye on death, and one full fix'd on heaven.

Who can take Death's portrait? The tyrant never sat.

Where boasting ends, there dignity begins.

What tender force, what dignity divine, what virtue consecrating every feature; around that neck what dross are gold and pearl!

Some wits, too, like oracles, deal in ambiguities, but not with equal success; for though ambiguities are the first excellence of an imposter, they are the last of a wit.

Faith is a bridge across the gulf of death.

One to destroy, is murder by the law; and gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe; to murder thousands, takes a specious name, 'War's glorious art', and gives immortal fame.

We are all born originals, why is it so many of us die copies?

And friend received with thumps upon the back.

All men think all men mortal, but themselves

Too low they build who build below the skies.

In an active life is sown the seed of wisdom; but he who reflects not, never reaps; has no harvest from it, but carries the burden of age without the wages of experience; nor knows himself old, but from his infirmities, the parish register, and the contempt of mankind. And age, if it has not esteem, has nothing.