Friendship is made up of esteem and pleasure; pity is composed of sorrow and contempt: the mind may for some time fluctuate between them, but it can never entertain both at once.
Oliver GoldsmithTruth from his lips prevailed with double sway, and fools, who came to scoff, remained to pray.
Oliver GoldsmithCeremonies are different in every country, but true politeness is everywhere the same.
Oliver GoldsmithElegy on the Death of a Mad Dog And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Oliver Goldsmith