Quote by William Hazlitt
I hate to be near the sea, and to hear it raging and roaring like

I hate to be near the sea, and to hear it raging and roaring like a wild beast in its den. It puts me in mind of the everlasting efforts of the human mind, struggling to be free and ending just where it began. – William Hazlitt

Other quotes by William Hazlitt

Poetry is the universal language which the heart holds with nature and itself. He who has a contempt for poetry, cannot have much respect for himself, or for anything else. – William Hazlitt

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Nature
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Mankind are an incorrigible race. Give them but bugbears and idols — it is all that they ask; the distinctions of right and wrong, of truth and falsehood, of good and evil, are worse than indifferent to them. – William Hazlitt

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Superstition
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It must be admitted that there are some parts of the soul which we must entirely paralyze before we can live happily in this world. – Nicolas Chamfort

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A satirist is a man who discovers unpleasant things about himself and then says them about other people. – Peter McArthur

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When we are born, we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools. – William Shakespeare, King Lear

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Curmudgeonesque

I see it all perfectly: there are two possibilities, one can either do this or do that. My honest opinion and friendly advice is this: do it or do not do it, you will regret both. – Søren Kierkegaard

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The best alarm clock is sunshine on chrome. – Author Unknown

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Art: If the object of poetry is, to make men, then poetry is the heir of prophecy. – Muhammad Iqbal

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Some days I would be there at ten in the morning and wouldnt leave till ten at night, and the others would waltz in for a couple of hours and then leave, because I was doing that painting thing. And they were happy to see that being done. – Lindsey Buckingham

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Morning

There is a sort of man who pays no attention to his good actions, but is tormented by his bad ones. This is the type that most often writes about himself. – W. Somerset Maugham, The Summing Up, 1938

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Self