Quote

Without big words, how could many people say small things?

Jean Antoine Petit-Senn

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Born: 1792
Born: April 6
Poet
Without
Many
Things
People
Small
Words
Bigs

More quotes by Jean Antoine Petit-Senn

Image
The wonderful fortune of some writers deludes and leads to misery a great number of young people.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
Women always find their bitterest foes among their own sex.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
Our virtues live upon our incomes our vices consume our capital.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
Experience unveils too late the snares laid for youth it is the white frost which discovers the spider's web when the flies are no longer there to be caught.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
Perfect servants would be the worst of all for certain masters, whose happiness consists in finding fault with them.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
No woman dares express all she thinks.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
Some delicate matters must be treated like pins, because if they are not seized by the right end, we get pricked.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
In a better world we will find our young years and our old friends.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
In all that surrounds him the egotist sees only the frame of his own portrait.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
The true worth of a soul is revealed as much by the motive it attributes to the actions of others as by its own deeds.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
A pedant holds more to instruct us with what he knows, than of what we are ignorant.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
That prudery which survives youth and beauty resembles a scarecrow left in the fields after harvest.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
The less power a man has, the more he likes to use it.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
Genius, like a torch, shines less in the broad daylight of the present than in the night of the past.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
We are told to walk noiselessly through the world, that we may waken neither hatred, nor envy but, alas! what can we do when they never sleep!
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
Adversity, which makes us indulgent to others, renders them severe towards us.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
In love we are not only liable to betray ourselves, but also the secrets of others.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
When our friends are alive, we see the good qualities they lack dead, we remember only those they possessed.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
Rage is a short-lived fury.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Image
The grave is a crucible where memory is purified we only remember a dead friend by those qualities which make him regretted.
Jean Antoine Petit-Senn