Little men build up great ones, but the snow colossus soon melts; the good stand under the eye of God, and therefore stand.
Walter Savage LandorI see the rainbow in the sky, the dew upon the grass; I see them, and I ask not why they glimmer or they pass. With folded arms I linger not to call them back; 'twere vain: In this, or in some other spot, I know they'll shine again.
Walter Savage LandorAmbition is but avarice on stilts, and masked. God sometimes sends a famine, sometimes a pestilence, and sometimes a hero, for the chastisement of mankind; none of them surely for our admiration.
Walter Savage LandorThe happiest of pillows is not that which love first presses! it is that which death has frowned on and passed over.
Walter Savage Landor