About Edward Young: Edward Young was an English poet, best remembered for Night-Thoughts.
The house of laughter makes a house of woe.
A man of pleasure is a man of pains.
The man that makes a character, makes foes.
Revere thyself, and yet thyself despise.
Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed.
Too low they build, who build beneath the stars.
Tomorrow is a satire on today, And shows its weakness.
They only babble who practise not reflection.
The man that blushes is not quite a brute.
Wishing of all employments is the worst.
The purpose firm is equal to the deed.
Wise it is to comprehend the whole.
An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; legions of angels can't confine me there.
Still seems it strange, that thou shouldst live forever? Is it less strange, that thou shouldst live at all? This is a miracle; and that no more.
Affliction is a good man's shining time.
Friendship is the wine of life.
A foe to God was never true friend to man
The first sure symptom of a mind in health Is rest of heart and pleasure felt at home.
I had looked for happiness in fast living, but it was not there. I tried to find it in money, but it was not there either.
Procrastination is the thief of time.
The maid that loves goes out to sea upon a shattered plank, and puts her trust in miracles for safety.
