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At night returning, every labour sped, He sits him down, the monarch of a shed; Smiles by his cheerful fire, and round surveys His children's looks, that brighten at the blaze; While his lov'd partner, boastful of her hoard, Displays her cleanly platter on the board.

Oliver Goldsmith
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Oliver Goldsmith's Popular Quotes

The wisdom of the ignorant somewhat resembles the instinct of animals; it is diffused in but a very narrow sphere, but within the circle it acts with…

- Oliver Goldsmith

One writer, for instance, excels at a plan or a title page, another works away at the body of the book, and a third is a dab at an index.

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He who fights and runs away May live to fight another day.

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

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Don't let us make imaginary evils, when you know we have so many real ones to encounter.

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You can preach a better sermon with your life than with your lips.

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

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When a person has no need to borrow they find multitudes willing to lend.

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People seldom improve when they have no other model but themselves to copy.

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