Quotes About Perspective

And now, tell me, for which of my bad qualities did you first fall in love with me?' 'All of them together,' she said. 'They maintained such a well organised state of evil that they wouldn't allow any good quality to intermingle with them

But men may construe things after their fashion, Clean from the purpose of the things themselves.

A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it.

Unless hours were cups of sack, and minutes capons, and clocks the tongues of bawds, and dials the signs of leaping-houses, and the blessed sun himself a fair hot wench in flame-colored taffeta, I see no reason why thou shouldst be so superfluous to demand the time of the day.

Beshrew your eyes, They have o'erlook'd me and divided me; One half of me is yours, the other half yours, Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, And so all yours.

Tis no mean happiness to be seated in the mean.

But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

Enough no more; Tis not so sweet now as it was before.

The eye sees all, but the mind shows us what we want to see.

Were all the letters sun, I could not see one.

Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst been poor-John.

The worst is not, so long as we can say, This is the worst.

Kind sir, give me a good fortune. Fortuneteller: I don't make fortunes; I only see them. Charmian: Then see a good one for me. Fortuneteller: Your beauty will be even greater than it is now. Charmian (to the others) He means I'll get fat. Iras No, he means you'll use makeup when you're old. Fortuneteller: You will love more than you are loved. Charmian: I had rather heat my liver with drinking.

How much better to weep at joy than to joy at weeping!

The oldest hath borne most; we that are young Shall never see so much, nor live so long.

The best in this kind are but shadows, and the worst are no worse if imagination amend them.

He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stol'n, Let him not know't and he's not robb'd at all.

Why, then, 'tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison.

That in the captain's but a choleric word, Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.

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Men may construe things, after their fashion / Clean them from the purpose of the things themselves -Cicero

Non si apprezza il valore di quel che abbiamo mentre ne godiamo, ma appena lo perdiamo e ci manca, lo sopravvalutiamo, e gli troviamo il pregio che il possesso rendeva invisibile, fino a che era nostro.

Come, thou tortoise!

Moderate lamentation is the right of the dead, excessive grief the enemy to the living.