Best 22 quotes of Henry George Bohn on MyQuotes

Advantage is a better soldier than rashness.

An inch in a man's nose is much.

A soldier is he whose blood makes the glory of the general.

A young trooper should have an old horse.

Business and action strengthen the brain, but too much study weakens it.

Courage ought to have eyes as well as arms.

Every dog is a lion at home.

Every potter praises his own pot.

Forgiveness is the noblest vengeance.

Freindships multiply joys and divide griefs

Friends are like fiddle strings; they must not be screwed too tight.

Good luck reaches farther than long arms.

He preacheth patience that never knew pain

He who has good health is young.

If on creation's morn the king of heaven To shrubs and flowers a sovereign lord had given, O beauteous rose, he had anointed thee Of shrubs and flowers the sovereign lord to be; The spotless emblem of unsullied truth, The smile of beauty and the glow of youth, The garden's pride, the grace of vernal bowers, The blush of meadows, and the eye of flowers.

If you would wish the dog to follow you, feed him

Lawyers and painters can soon change white to black.

Nature, time and patience are three great physicians.

On paper curiously shaped Scribblers to-day of every sort, In verses Valentines ycled'd To Venus chime their annual court. I too will swell the motley throng, And greet the all auspicious day, Whose privilege permits my song My love this secret to convey.

The lawyer's pouch is a mouth of hell.

There is nothing can equal the tender hours When life is first in bloom, When the heart like a bee, in a wild of flowers, Finds everywhere perfume; When the present is all and it questions not If those flowers shall pass away, But pleased with its own delightful lot, Dreams never of decay.

The smile that illumines the features of beauty, When kindled by virtue, alluring appears; But smiles, tho' alluring, no magic can borrow, To vie with the softness of beauty in tears. The smiles that are sweetest are often deceiving; Too often a mask which the cold-hearted wears; But a tear is the holiest offspring of feeling, And monarchs are weak before beauty in tears.