The man who in this world can keep the whiteness of his soul is not likely to lose it in any other.
Alexander Smith Quotes
d. 1867 Scotland
Alexander Smith (31 December 1829 – 5 January 1867) was a Scottish poet, and labelled as one of the Spasmodic School.
- Scotland
- Poets
Also known as: Smith, Alexander
24 quotes
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
Time has fallen asleep in the afternoon sunshine.
Like a pale martyr in his shirt of fire.
Some books are drenchèd sands
On which a great soul’s wealth lies all in heaps,
Like a wrecked argosy.
Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
If you wish to preserve your secret wrap it up in frankness.
Each time we love,
We turn a nearer and a broader mark
To that keen archer, Sorrow, and he strikes.
A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.
The saddest thing that can befall a soul
Is when it loses faith in God and woman.
The saddest thing that befalls a soul
Is when it loses faith in God and woman.
The pale child, Eve, leading her mother, Night.
A poem round and perfect as a star.
To our graves we walk
In the thick footprints of departed men.
Everything is sweetened by risk.
Attribution
Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Alexander Smith (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.