Oliver Goldsmith

1728 - 1774

A Quote by Oliver Goldsmith

These little things are great to little man.

Oliver Goldsmith (1728 - 1774)

Source: The Traveller

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A Quote by Oliver Goldsmith on pride

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Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of humankind pass by.

Oliver Goldsmith (1728 - 1774)

Source: The Traveller

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A Quote by Oliver Goldsmith on dogs, laughter, and mind

The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.

Oliver Goldsmith (1728 - 1774)

Source: The Deserted Village

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A Quote by Oliver Goldsmith on books, friendship, love, manners, and wine

I love everything that's old: old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.

Oliver Goldsmith (1728 - 1774)

Source: She Stoops to Conquer

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A Quote by Oliver Goldsmith on hope

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Hope, like the gleaming taper's light, Adorns and cheers our way; And still, as darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray.

Oliver Goldsmith (1728 - 1774)

Source: The Captivity

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A Quote by Oliver Goldsmith on death, expectation, and hope

To the last moment of his breath, On hope the wretch relies; And even the pang preceding death Bids expectation rise.

Oliver Goldsmith (1728 - 1774)

Source: The Captivity

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A Quote by Oliver Goldsmith

Like the bee, we should make our industry our amusement.

Oliver Goldsmith (1728 - 1774)

Source: The Traveller

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A Quote by Oliver Goldsmith on companions, health, ignorance, innocence, and wealth

His best companions, innocence and health; And his best riches, ignorance of wealth.

Oliver Goldsmith (1728 - 1774)

Source: The Deserted Village

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A Quote by Oliver Goldsmith

Luke's iron crown, and Damien's bed of steel.

Oliver Goldsmith (1728 - 1774)

Source: The Traveller

Contributed by: Zaady

A Quote by Oliver Goldsmith on fashion, heart, and joy

And e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy, The heart distrusting asks if this be joy.

Oliver Goldsmith (1728 - 1774)

Source: The Deserted Village

Contributed by: Zaady

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