One has often wondered whether upon the whole earth there is anything so unintelligent, so unapt to perceive how the world is really going, as an ordinary young Englishman of our upper class.
Matthew Arnold (1822 - 1888)
Source: Culture and Anarchy
Contributed by: Zaady
Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew! In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did too!
There is no better motto which it [culture] can have than these words of Bishop Wilson, "To make reason and the will of God prevail."
Source: Culture and Anarchy. P. 8.
He bears the seed of ruin in himself.
Resolve to be thyself: and know that he Who finds himself loses his misery.
Source: Self Dependence
Thou waitest for the spark from heaven! and we, Light half-believers in our casual deeds . . . Who hesitate and falter life away, And lose tomorrow the ground won today- Ah, do not we, Wanderer, await it too?
Source: The Scholar-Gypsy
With close-lipp'd Patience for our only friend, Sad Patience, too near neighbour to Despair.
All this I bear, for, what I seek, I know: Peace, peace is what I seek, and public calm: Endless extinction of unhappy hates.
He will find one English book and one only, where, as in the "Iliad" itself, perfect plainness of speech is allied with perfect nobleness; and that book is the Bible.
The pursuit of perfection, then, is the pursuit of sweetness and light.
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