Le bonheur n'est pas chose aisée: il est très difficile de le trouver en nous, et impossible de le trouver ailleurs .
— from The Essays of Arthur Schopenhauer; Counsels and Maxims by Arthur Schopenhauer
It is, at bottom, the same thought as is present in the very well-turned sentence from Chamfort: Le bonheur n'est pas chose aisée: il est très difficile de le trouver en nous, et impossible de le trouver ailleurs .
— from The Essays of Arthur Schopenhauer; Counsels and Maxims by Arthur Schopenhauer
Le bonheur n'est pas chose aisée; il est très-difficile de le trouver en nous, et impossible de le trouver ailleurs —Happiness is no easy matter; it is very hard to find it within ourselves, and impossible to find it elsewhere.
— from Dictionary of Quotations from Ancient and Modern, English and Foreign Sources Including Phrases, Mottoes, Maxims, Proverbs, Definitions, Aphorisms, and Sayings of Wise Men, in Their Bearing on Life, Literature, Speculation, Science, Art, Religion, and Morals, Especially in the Modern Aspects of Them by Wood, James, Rev.
Mais graduellement on a davantage traité des questions de fond du réseau, puis débordé sur certains points d'actualité nationale et internationale dans le social, le politique et l'économique.
— from Entretiens / Interviews / Entrevistas by Marie Lebert
The revival upon which the study has now entered is due largely to a recognition of the fact that mental culture rather than mere mental training is its true aim, and that, with this aim kept steadily in view, the study of Latin is not a barren waste of time and energy, but a most potent agency in securing that broad and sympathetic culture which must ever remain the mark of the educated man.
— from Selections from Viri Romae by C. F. L'Homond
William Camden, in his Annals , wrote under the date of March 4, 1617: Theatrum ludiorum, nuper erectum in Drury Lane, a furente multitudine diruitur, et apparatus dilaceratur.
— from Shakespearean Playhouses A History of English Theatres from the Beginnings to the Restoration by Joseph Quincy Adams
be it so; Go, save thyself—my lips are sealed forever; I will not join even thee in my destruction; I would not own thee, no, not even in death; Life is the faithless villain's only good!
— from Mary Stuart: A Tragedy by Friedrich Schiller
Shown, by the practice in our churches, to be intermediate between the humiliation signified by kneeling and the self-respect which sitting implies, and used at courts as a form of homage when more active demonstrations of it have been made, this posture is now employed in daily life to show consideration; as seen alike in the attitude of a servant before a master, and in that rising which politeness prescribes on the entrance of a visitor.
— from Illustrations of Universal Progress: A Series of Discussions by Herbert Spencer
Sus escritos políticos no son, no pueden ser ya, por la marcha natural e incesante de las ideas, una revelación sorprendente para sus conciudadanos, como lo fueron tal vez cuando el malogrado
— from Argentina, Legend and History by Lucio Vicente López
Like many New Englanders, I dearly love the scent of Southernwood:— "I'll give to him Who gathers me, more sweetness than he knows Without me—more than any Lily could, I, that am flowerless, being Southernwood."
— from Old-Time Gardens, Newly Set Forth by Alice Morse Earle
Enough has been quoted to show that beneath the porches of a Greek palæstra, among the youths of Athens, who wrote no exercises in dead languages, and thought chiefly of attaining to perfect manhood by the harmonious exercise of mind and body in temperate leisure, divine philosophy must indeed have been charming both to teachers and to learners:— Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectared sweets Where no crude surfeit reigns.
— from Sketches and Studies in Italy and Greece, Complete Series I, II, and III by John Addington Symonds
All over the land to-day are names ending in don like London, or Croydon, showing where these villages were.
— from Welsh Fairy Tales by William Elliot Griffis
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