Words matter. These are the best Walter Savage Landor Quotes, and they’re great for sharing with your friends.
My thoughts are my company; I can bring them together, select them, detain them, dismiss them.
We think that we suffer from ingratitude, while in reality we suffer from self-love.
We are no longer happy so soon as we wish to be happier.
Goodness does not more certainly make men happy than happiness makes them good.
The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.
Great men lose somewhat of their greatness by being near us; ordinary men gain much.
Great men always pay deference to greater.
Many laws as certainly make bad men, as bad men make many laws.
We talk on principal, but act on motivation.
Music is God’s gift to man, the only art of Heaven given to earth, the only art of earth we take to Heaven.
Truth, like the juice of the poppy, in small quantities, calms men; in larger, heats and irritates them, and is attended by fatal consequences in excess.
I strove with none; for none was worth my strife.
A man’s vanity tells him what is honor, a man’s conscience what is justice.
Study is the bane of childhood, the oil of youth, the indulgence of adulthood, and a restorative in old age.
An ingenuous mind feels in unmerited praise the bitterest reproof.
Men, like nails, lose their usefulness when they lose their direction and begin to bend.
We often fancy that we suffer from ingratitude, while in reality we suffer from self-love.
No thoroughly occupied person was ever found really miserable.
Delay in justice is injustice.
The writing of the wise are the only riches our posterity cannot squander.
Kindness in ourselves is the honey that blunts the sting of unkindness in another.
The wise become as the unwise in the enchanted chambers of Power, whose lamps make every face the same colour.
Consult duty not events.
The flame of anger, bright and brief, sharpens the barb of love.
Even the weakest disputant is made so conceited by what he calls religion, as to think himself wiser than the wisest who think differently from him.
We cannot be contented because we are happy, and we cannot be happy because we are contented.
Ambition has but one reward for all: A little power, a little transient fame; A grave to rest in, and a fading name!
There is delight in singing, though none hear beside the singer.
There is no easy path leading out of life, and few easy ones that lie within it.
No ashes are lighter than those of incense, and few things burn out sooner.
