Quotes About Comparison

The jealous are troublesome to others, but torment to themselves.

They note that the coherent arbitrariness of salaries is tacitly recognized in an old one-liner: A wealthy man is one who earns $100 more than his wife's sister's husband.

We choose between descriptions of options, rather than between the options themselves.

Even pearls are dark before the whiteness of his teeth.

A cat can be trusted to purr when she is pleased, which is more than can be said for human beings.

There are two kinds of fools: one says, "This is old, therefore it is good"; the other says, "This is new, therefore it is better.

The average person in William Shakespeare's time lived no better than his counterpart in Homer's time.

Requiring cats to hunt like dogs will benefit only the mice.

Comparisons deplete the actuality of the things compared... ("Conveyance: The Story I would Not Want Bill Wilson To Read")

Shall i compare thee to a summers day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate

But jealous souls will not be answer'd so;They are not ever jealous for the cause,But jealous for they are jealous; 'tis a monsterBegot upon itself, born on itself.

Well, I will find you twenty lascivious turtles ere one chaste man.

My love'sMore richer than my tongue.

From the east to western Ind,No jewel is like Rosalind.

'Tis better to be lowly born,And range with humble livers in content,Than to be perk'd up in a glist'ring griefAnd wear a golden sorrow.

Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground.

I am as melancholy as a gib cat, or a lugged bear.

He makes a July's day short as December.

I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon,Than such a Roman.

Every one fault seeming monstrous till his fellow fault came to match it.

I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys.

Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,With what I most enjoy contented least;Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,Haply I think on thee.

Methinks you are my glass, and not my brother: I see by you I am a sweet-faced youth.

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;Coral is far more red than her lips' red:If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.