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Death comes to all. His cold and sapless hand Waves o'er the world, and beckons us away. Who shall resist the summons?
Thomas Love Peacock
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Thomas Love Peacock
Age: 80 †
Born: 1785
Born: October 18
Died: 1866
Died: January 23
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Not drunk is he who from the floor - Can rise alone and still drink more But drunk is They, who prostrate lies, Without the power to drink or rise.
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But still my fancy wanders free Through that which might have been.
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They have poisoned the Thames and killed the fish in the river. A little further development of the same wisdom and science will complete the poisoning of the air, and kill the dwellers on the banks. I almost think it is the destiny of science to exterminate the human race.
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Nothing can be more obvious than that all animals were created solely and exclusively for the use of man.
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Names are changed more readily than doctrines, and doctrines more readily than ceremonies.
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I almost think it is the ultimate destiny of science to exterminate the human race.
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The juice of the grape is the liquid quintessence of concentrated sunbeams.
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Clouds on clouds, in volumes driven, curtain round the vault of heaven.
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The highest wisdom and the highest genius have been invariably accompanied with cheerfulness. We have sufficient proofs on record that Shakespeare and Socrates were the most festive companions.
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I never failed to convince an audience that the best thing they could do was to go away.
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Seamen three! what men be ye? Gotham's three Wise Men we be. Whither in your bowl so free? To rake the moon from out the sea. The bowl goes trim. The moon doth shine, And our ballast is old wine.
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Man yields to death and man's sublimest works Must yield at length to Time.
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The critic does his utmost to blight genius in its infancy that which rises in spite of him he will not see and then he complains of the decline of literature.
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In a bowl to sea went wise men three, On a brilliant night of June: They carried a net, and their hearts were set On fishing up the moon.
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... where the Greeks had modesty, we have cant where they had poetry, we have cant where they had patriotism, we have cant where they had anything that exalts, delights, or adorns humanity, we have nothing but cant, cant, cant.
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A book that furnishes no quotations, is me judice, no book, — it is a plaything.
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Tea, late dinners and the French Revolution. I cannot exactly see the connection of ideas.
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