Quotes About Wretch

I turn away from my reflection and step into the shower. I turn the water all the way hot, then all the way cold. I wait for my fists to unclench, for my spine to unwind. I wait to calm down. I don't think it's going to happen for me. It's one of those days. My mood has been ordained. I'm a wretch.

Don't wrest from me my repentance. A whoremonger, a haunter of stews, a hypocrite, a wretch and a maker of strife.

It is the mind that maketh good of ill that maketh wretch or happy rich or poor.

If my life be not my own, it were criminal for me to put it in danger, as well as to dispose of it; nor could one man deserve the appellation of hero, whom glory or friendship transports into the greatest dangers, and another merit the reproach of wretch or misereant who puts a period to his life, from the same or like motives.

It is the mind that maketh good or ill, That maketh wretch or happy, rich or poor.

Because this age and the next age Engender in the ditch, No man can know a happy man From any passing wretch, If Folly link with Elegance No man knows which is which.

The coward wretch whose hand and heart Can bear to torture aught below, Is ever first to quail and start From the slightest pain or equal foe.

To the last moment of his breath, On hope the wretch relies; And even the pang preceding death Bids expectation rise.

One Pinch, a hungry lean-fac'd villain,A mere anatomy, a mountebank,A threadbare juggler, and a fortune-teller,A needy, hollow-ey'd, sharp-looking wretch,A living-dead man.

Before you realize this truth, say the Yogis, you will always be in despair, a notion nicely expressed in this exasperated line from the Greek stoic philosopher Epictetus: 'You bear God within you, poor wretch, and know it not.

The fear o' hell's a hangman's whip, To haud the wretch in order;

I, a miserable wretch, haunted by a curse that shut up every avenue to enjoyment.

His Raskolnikov eyes, like dead coals, were altogether of too fine cast – speaking too much blighted and heroic romanticism – for a poor shivering wretch such as himself.

terror, and clinging with her hands to the wall to avoid falling. Every one drew back, and the man in the red cloak remained standing alone in the middle of the room. Oh, grace, grace, pardon! cried the wretch, falling on her knees. The unknown waited for silence, and then resumed, I told you well that she would know

The wretch condemn'd with life to part, Still, still on hope relies; And every pang that rends the heart Bids expectation rise.

The world is a fine thing to save, but a wretch to worship.

Oh the remembrance of my great sins, of my great temptations, and of my great fear of perishing forever! They bring afresh into my mind the remembrance of my great help, my great supports from Heaven, and the great grace that God extended to such a wretch as I.

Listen carefully, and don't panic." With his eyes still on that wretched spot behind her, he slid his right hand slowly to the hilt of his saber. "What am I not supposed to be panicking about?" she snapped. He was scaring her to death, the wretch, and probably for nothing!

The wretch was far too handsome for words. Why did God have to give such good looks to such abominable men? First Colonel Taylor, and now this pirate. It was damned unfair. She groaned. The scoundrel even had her cursing. Where did it end?

Hatred, in the course of time, kills the unhappy wretch who delights in nursing it in his bosom.

It is the mind that maketh good or ill, That maketh wretch or happy, rich or poor." —Edmund Spenser

Yet I pity the poor wretch, though he's my enemy. He's yoked to an evil delusion, but the same fate could be mine. I see clearly: we who live are all phantoms, fleeing shadows.

Patron. Commonly a wretch who supports with insolence, and is paid with flattery').

The prayers of a wretch I might accept, but no one else's, not even a saint's.