Christian Bovee Quotes
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The language denotes the man.
Few minds wear out; more rust out.
Example has more followers than reason.
To cultivate a garden is to walk with God.
The great artist is the slave of his ideal.
Our first love, and last love is self-love.
The beauty seen is partly in those who see it.
When all else is lost, the future still remains.
We make way for the man who boldly pushes past us.
Many children, many cares; no children, no felicity.
The small courtesies sweeten life; the greater, ennoble it.
Judicious praise is to children what the sun is to flowers.
Silence, when nothing need be said, is the eloquence of discretion.
Galileo called doubt the father of invention; it is certainly the pioneer.
We should be sure, when we rebuke a want of charity, to do it with charity.
Patience is only one faculty; earnestness the devotion of all the faculties.
Genius makes its observations in shorthand; talent writes them out at length.
Books are embalmed minds; they make the great of other days our present teachers.
What we call conscience, is, in many instances, only a wholesome fear of the police.
Tears are Nature's lotion for the eyes. The eyes see better for being washed with them.
Bad manners are a species of bad morals; a conscientious man will not offend in that way.
A failure establishes only this, that our determination to succeed was not strong enough.
Tranquil pleasures last the longest; we are not fitted to bear long the burden of great joys.
Examples are few of men ruined by giving. Men are heroes in spending—very cravens in what they give.
The passions are like fire, useful in a thousand ways and dangerous only in one, through their excess.
Music is the fourth great material want of our nature, — first food, then raiment, then shelter, then music.
The greatest events of an age are its best thoughts. It is the nature of thought to find its way into action.
The cheerful live longest in years, and afterwards in our regards. Cheerfulness is the off-shoot of goodness.
Melancholy sees the worst of things—things as they may be, and not as they are. It looks upon a beautiful face, and sees but a grinning skull.
All power is indeed weak compared with that of the thinker. He sits upon the throne of his Empire of Thought, mightier far than they who wield material scepters.
Can that which is the greatest virtue in philosophy, Doubt (called "the father of inventions" by Galileo), be in religion what the priests term it, the greatest of sins?
Thus, a panic is, usually, a sudden going over to the enemy of our imagination. All is then lost, for we have not only to fight against that enemy, but our imagination as well.
Resentments, carried too far, expose us to a fate analogous to that of the fish-hawk, when he strikes his talons too deep into a fish beyond his capacity to lift, and is carried under and drowned by it.