Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay.
Oliver GoldsmithTrue genius walks along a line, and, perhaps, our greatest pleasure is in seeing it so often near falling, without being ever actually down.
Oliver GoldsmithIll fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay. Princes and lords may flourish or may fade,- A breath can make them, as a breath has made; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroy'd, can never be supplied.
Oliver Goldsmith