Opera is where a guy gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.

Quote by Robert Burns

Topics: Opera Quotes

Prudent, cautious self-control, is wisdom's root.

Prudent, cautious self-control, is wisdom's root.

Suspicion is a heavy armor and with its weight it impedes more than it protects.

Suspicion is a heavy armor and with its weight it impedes more than it protects.

Man's inhumanity to man makes countless thousands mourn!

Man's inhumanity to man makes countless thousands mourn!

Opera is where a guy gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he...

Opera is where a guy gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he...

And there begins a lang digression about the lords o' the creation.

And there begins a lang digression about the lords o' the creation.

There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.

There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.

Firmness in enduring and exertion is a character I always wish to possess. I have...

Firmness in enduring and exertion is a character I always wish to possess. I have...

I pick my favourite quotations and store them in my mind as ready armour, offensive...

I pick my favourite quotations and store them in my mind as ready armour, offensive...

Suspense is worse than disappointment.

Suspense is worse than disappointment.

The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the...

The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the...

Suspense is worst than disappointment

Suspense is worst than disappointment

Dare to be honest and fear no labor.

Dare to be honest and fear no labor.

I pick my favourite quotations and store them in my mind as ready armour, offensive...

I pick my favourite quotations and store them in my mind as ready armour, offensive...

Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing

Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing

Oh, my luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June; Oh, my...

Oh, my luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June; Oh, my...

The wide world is all before us - but a world without a friend.

The wide world is all before us - but a world without a friend.

Let them cant about decorum, Who have characters to lose!

Let them cant about decorum, Who have characters to lose!

Now simmer blinks on flowery braes, And o'er the crystal streamlet plays.

Now simmer blinks on flowery braes, And o'er the crystal streamlet plays.

I know that if odour were visible, as colour is, I'd see the summer garden...

I know that if odour were visible, as colour is, I'd see the summer garden...

What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment...

What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment...