Locks Quotes
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More Locks Quotes
Thou can'st not say I did it; never shake Thy gory locks at me.
william shakespeare— Macbeth (1605), Act III, scene 4, line 49.
Alike were they free from Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics. Neither locks had they to their doors, nor bars to their windows; But their dwellings were open as day and the hearts of their owners; There the richest was poor, and the poorest lived in abundance.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow— Part I, section 1
Thy boist'rous locks, no worthy match For valour to assail, nor by the sword * * * * * * But by the barber's razor best subdued.
john milton— John Milton, Samson Agonistes (1671), line 1,167.
Thou canst not say I did it: never shake Thy gory locks at me.
— Macbeth, Scene IV
Her sunny locks Hang on her temples like a golden fleece.
— Bassanio, scene i
When the military man approaches, the world locks up its spoons and packs off its womankind.
George Bernard Shaw— 1903 DonJuan. Man and Superman, act 3.
You are old, Father William, the young man cried, The few locks which are left you are grey; You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man, Now tell me the reason, I pray. See Carroll194:67.
Robert Southey— 1799 'The Old Man's Comforts'.
If people really want to go, and really try all their lives, I think they will get in; for I don’t believe there are any locks on that door, or any guards at the gate. I always imagine it is as it is in the picture, where the shining ones stretch out their hands to welcome poor Christian as he comes up from the river.
Louisa May Alcott— Beth's views on the Celestial City, in Ch. 13 : Castles In The Air
Scarce had the morning starre hid from the lightHeavens crimson canopie with stars bespangled,But I began to rue th' unhappy sightOf that faire boy that had my hart intangled;Cursing the time, the place, the sense, the sin;I came, I saw, I viewd, I slipped in.If it be sinne to love a sweet-fac'd boy,Whose amber locks trust up in golden tramelsDangle adowne his lovely cheekes with joy,When pearle and flowers his faire haire enamels;If it be sinne to love a lovely lad,Oh then sinne I, for whom my soule is sad.
richard barnfield— The Teares of an Affectionate Shepheard Sicke for Love, or the Complaint of Daphnis for the Love of Ganimede.
Time wears all his locks before,Take thy hold upon his forehead;When he flies he turns no more,And behind his scalp is naked.Works adjourn'd have many stays,Long demurs breed new delays.
robert southwell— "Loss in Delay", line 13; p. 60.
Philosophical problems can be compared to locks on safes, which can be opened by dialing a certain word or number, so that no force can open the door until just this word has been hit upon, and once it is hit upon any child can open it.
ludwig wittgenstein— Ch. 9 : Philosophy, p. 175Variant: Philosophy is like trying to open a safe with a combination lock: each little adjustment of the dials seems to achieve nothing, only when everything is in place does the door open.Conversation of 1930, in Personal Recollections (1981) by Rush Rhees, Ch. 6
Marijuana never kicks down your door in the middle of the night. Marijuana never locks up sick and dying people, does not suppress medical research, does not peek in bedroom windows. Even if one takes every reefer madness allegation of the prohibitionists at face value, marijuana prohibition has done far more harm to far more people than marijuana ever could.
buckley, william f., jr.— P. J. O'Rourke, as quoted in Busted : Stone Cowboys, Narco-lords, and Washington's War on Drugs (2002) edited by Mike Gray
A few locks of dry white hair clung to his scalp, like wild flowers fighting for life on a bare rock.
Raymond Chandler— chapter 2 (The Big Sleep (1939))
Prejudice locks the mind. Nothing can enter. Nothing true can escape.
gerry spence— Ch. 6 : The Power of Prejudice : Examining the Garment, Bleaching the Stain, p. 74
The world is not a box, there’s no lid, no doors, no cardboard flaps or locks, and everything in nature from the clouds to the rocks is a piece of the puzzle of the purpose of mankind, it's a piece of the peace that we’ll find.
dawud wharnsby— "The People of The Boxes"
Those curious locks so aptly twin'd, Whose every hair a soul doth bind.
thomas carew— Thomas Carew, To A. L., Persuasions to Love, line 37.
Beware of her fair hair, for she excels All women in the magic of her locks; And when she winds them round a young man's neck, She will not ever set him free again.
— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Scenes from Faust, scene The Hartz Mountain, line 335. Shelley's translation.
You manufacture, with the aid of unguents, a false head of hair, and your bald and dirty skull is covered with dyed locks. There is no need to have a hairdresser for your head. A sponge, Phæbus, would do the business better.
Martial— Epigrams (c. 80-104 AD), Book VI, Epigram 57.
O rose! the sweetest blossom, Of spring the fairest flower, O rose! the joy of heaven. The god of love, with roses His yellow locks adorning, Dances with the hours and graces.
— J. G. Percival—Anacreontic, Stanza 2.
But when an old man dances, His locks with age are grey. But he's a child in mind.
— Odes, XXXIX. (XXXVII), 3. (Quotes)
That book in many's eyes doth share the glory, That in gold clasps locks in the golden story.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet (1597), Act I, scene 3, line 91.
John Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonny brow was brent.
Robert Burns— Robert Burns, John Anderson.
"You are old, Father William," the young man cried, "The few locks which are left you are gray; You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man: Now tell me the reason, I pray."
Robert Southey— Robert Southey, The Old Man's Comforts, and how he Gained Them.
Like to an almond tree ymounted hye On top of greene Selinis all alone, With blossoms brave bedecked daintily; Whose tender locks do tremble every one, At everie little breath, that under heaven is blowne.
Edmund Spenser— Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene (1589-96), Book I, Canto VII, Stanza 32.
At the head of Flora's dance; Simple Snow-drop, then in thee All thy sister-train I see; Every brilliant bud that blows, From the blue-bell to the rose; All the beauties that appear, On the bosom of the Year, All that wreathe the locks of Spring, Summer's ardent breath perfume, Or on the lap of Autumn bloom, All to thee their tribute bring.
james montgomery— James Montgomery, Snow-Drop.
He comes, the herald of a noisy world, With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks; News from all nations lumbering at his back.
william cowper— William Cowper, The Task (1785), Book IV, line 5.
That which the world miscalls a jail,A private closet is to me.* * * * *locks, bars, and solitude together met,Make me no prisoner, but an anchoret.
— Attributed to Sir Roger L'Estrange. Also to Lord Capel. Found in the New Foundling Hospital for Wit (Ed. 1786), IV. 40, as a supplementary stanza. See Notes and Queries (April 10, 1909), p. 288
How the mother is to be pitied who hath handsome daughters! locks, bolts, bars, and lectures of morality are nothing to them: they break through them all. They have as much pleasure in cheating a father and mother, as in cheating at cards.
john gay— Mrs. Peachum, Act I, sc. viii.
That which the world miscalls a jail, A private closet is to me. * * * * * locks, bars, and solitude together met, Make me no prisoner, but an anchoret.
— Attributed to Sir Roger L'Estrange. Also to Lord Capel. Found in the New Foundling Hospital for Wit (Ed. 1786), IV. 40, as a supplementary stanza. See Notes and Queries (April 10, 1909), p. 288
