'T is impious in a good man to be sad. (Edward Young)
The bell strikes one. We take no note of time But from its loss. (Edward Young)
At thirty man suspects himself a fool Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves and re-resolves then dies the same (Edward Young)
'T is elder Scripture, writ by God's own hand, Scripture authentic uncorrupt by man. (Edward Young)
The maid that loves goes out to sea upon a shattered plank, and puts her trust in miracles for safety. (Edward Young)
Too low they build who build below the skies. (Edward Young)
The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought. (Edward Young)
Procrastination is the thief of time. (Edward Young)
I had looked for happiness in fast living, but it was not there. I tried to find it in money, but it was not there either. But when I placed myself in tune with what I believe to be the fundamental truths of life, when I began to develop my limited ability, to rid my mind of all kinds of tangled thoughts, and fill it with zeal and courage and love, when I gave myself a chance by treating myself decently and sensibly, I began to feel the stimulating, warm glow of happiness. (Edward Young)
The blood will follow where the knife is driven, The flesh will quiver where the pincers tear. (Edward Young)
The house of laughter makes a house of woe. (Edward Young)
O sacred solitude divine retreat Choice of the prudent envy of the great By thy pure stream, or in thy waving shade, We court fair wisdom, that celestial maid. (Edward Young)
How commentators each dark passage shun, And hold their farthing candle to the sun. (Edward Young)
Virtue alone out builds the pyramids Her monuments shall last, when Egypt's fall. (Edward Young)
One to destroy, is murder by the law; and gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe; to murder thousands, takes a specious name, 'War's glorious art', and gives immortal fame. (Edward Young)