All knowledge is interesting to a wise man, and the knowledge of nature is interesting to all men.
MATTHEW ARNOLDArt still has truth. Take refuge there.
More Matthew Arnold Quotes
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Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below!
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I knew the mass of men conceal’d Their thoughts, for fear that if reveal’d They would by other men be met With blank indifference.
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Style … is a peculiar recasting and heightening, under a certain condition of spiritual excitement, of what a man has to say, in such a manner as to add dignity and distinction to it.
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Culture is properly described as the love of perfection; it is a study of perfection.
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Joy comes and goes, hope ebbs and flows Like the wave; Change doth unknit the tranquil strength of men. Love tends life a little grace, A few sad smiles; and then, Both are laid in one cold place, In the grave.
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The pursuit of perfection, then, is the pursuit of sweetness and light.
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Now the great winds shoreward blow Now the salt tides seaward flow Now the wild white horses play Champ and chafe and toss in the spray.
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Once read thy own breast right, And thou hast done with fears.
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Time may restore us in his course Goethe’s sage mind and Byron’s force: But where will Europe’s latter hour Again find Wordsworth’s healing power?
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Nor bring, to see me cease to live, Some doctor full of phrase and fame, To shake his sapient head, and give The ill he cannot cure a name.
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Not a having and a resting, but a growing and a becoming, is the character of perfection as culture conceives it.
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And see all sights from pole to pole, And glance, and nod, and hustle by; And never once possess our soul Before we die.
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Nature, with equal mind, Sees all her sons at play, Sees man control the wind, The wind sweep man away.
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Bald as the bare mountain tops are bald, with a baldness full of grandeur.
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This strange disease of modern life, With its sick hurry, its divided aims.
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