What did Frank Moore Colby mean by: Women singly do a good deal of harm. Women in bulk are chastening. Frank Moore Colby Writer · USA Copy
When temptations march monotonously in regiments, one waits for to pass. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, Frank Moore Colby, Patience, Resistance, Temptation, 0 Frank Moore Colby Writer · USA
The world is a play that would not be worth seeing if we knew the plot. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, Frank Moore Colby, Appreciation, Mystery, Uncertainty, 0 Frank Moore Colby Writer · USA
There ought to be some sign in a book about man, that the writer knows thoroughly one man at least. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, Frank Moore Colby, Connection, Empathy, Understanding, 0 Frank Moore Colby Writer · USA
Talk ought always to run obliquely, not nose to nose with no chance of mental escape. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, Frank Moore Colby, Avoidance, Boundaries, Communication, 0 Frank Moore Colby Writer · USA
In middle life politics are not a mental acquisition; they are a temperament. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, Frank Moore Colby, Attitude, Experience, Perspective, 0 Frank Moore Colby Writer · USA
Sin in this country has been always said to be rather calculating than impulsive. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, Frank Moore Colby, Sin, 0 Frank Moore Colby Writer · USA
You cannot find, make or understand true friendship without having enemies. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, Frank Moore Colby, Enemies, Friendship, Understanding, 0 Frank Moore Colby Writer · USA
We do not mind our not arriving anywhere nearly so much as our not having any company on the way. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, Frank Moore Colby, Companionship, Connection, Journey, 0 Frank Moore Colby Writer · USA
If it has to choose who is to be crucified, the crowd will always save Barabbas. Jean Cocteau Artist · France
One is either judge or accused. The judge sits, the accused stands. Live on your feet. Jean Cocteau Artist · France
There is something all life has in common, and when I know what it is I shall know myself. Jean Craighead George
It is no more in our power to love always than it was not to love at all. Read explanation Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
