Peace is the happy natural state of man; war is corruption and disgrace.

Quote by James Thomson

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For life is but a dream whose shapes return, some frequently, some seldom, some by...

For life is but a dream whose shapes return, some frequently, some seldom, some by...

Rule, Britannia, rule the waves; Britons never will be slaves.

Rule, Britannia, rule the waves; Britons never will be slaves.

That which makes people dissatisfied with their condition, is the chimerical idea they form of...

That which makes people dissatisfied with their condition, is the chimerical idea they form of...

Cruel as death, and hungry as the grave.

Cruel as death, and hungry as the grave.

Statues and pictures and verse may be grand, But they are not the Life for...

Statues and pictures and verse may be grand, But they are not the Life for...

I think a bishop who doesn't give offence to anyone is probably not a good...

I think a bishop who doesn't give offence to anyone is probably not a good...

Ingratitude is treason to mankind.

Ingratitude is treason to mankind.

Health is the vital principle of bliss, and exercise, of health.

Health is the vital principle of bliss, and exercise, of health.

'Tis easier for the generous to forgive, than for offence to ask it.

'Tis easier for the generous to forgive, than for offence to ask it.

Ingratitude is treason to mankind

Ingratitude is treason to mankind

Give a man a horse he can ride, give a man a boat he can...

Give a man a horse he can ride, give a man a boat he can...

I know no subject more elevating, more amazing, more ready to the poetical enthusiasm, the...

I know no subject more elevating, more amazing, more ready to the poetical enthusiasm, the...

'Tis easier for the generous to forgive, than for offence to ask it.

'Tis easier for the generous to forgive, than for offence to ask it.

More firm and sure the hand of courage strikes, when it obeys the watchful eye...

More firm and sure the hand of courage strikes, when it obeys the watchful eye...

But who can paint like Nature? Can imagination boast, amid its gay creation, hues like...

But who can paint like Nature? Can imagination boast, amid its gay creation, hues like...

The world rolls round forever like a mill; it grinds out death and life and...

The world rolls round forever like a mill; it grinds out death and life and...