Sting Quotes
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More Sting Quotes
What, would'st thou have a serpent sting thee twice?
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice (late 1590s), Act IV, scene 1, line 69.
O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?
Bible (NewTestament)— 1 Corinthians15:55.
Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king, Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing: Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
thomas nashe— 1592 Summer's Last Will and Testament,'Song'.
At the foot of the cross, in all humility and in all adoration, we have learned at once the depth and the height of human nature; we have learned to think all wisdom but foolishness for the knowledge of Christ; all purity but sin, unwashed by His atonement; all hope in earth, of all hopes the most miserable, but in the faith of His most blessed resurrection; content to bear the struggles of life, at His command; and submitting to the grave, with a consciousness that it can sting no more.
george croly— Reported in Josiah Hotchkiss Gilbert, Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), p. 172.
Who dreads to the dust returning?Who shrinks from the sable shore,Where the high and haughty yearningOf the soul can sting no more?
bartholomew dowling— The Revel: Time of the Famine and Plague in India, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant King,Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing,Cuckoo, jug, jug, pu wee, to witta woo!
thomas nashe— lines 161-164
A fly bit the bare pate of a bald man, who in endeavouring to crush it gave himself a hard slap. Then said the fly jeeringly, "You wanted to revenge the sting of a tiny insect with death; what will you do to yourself, who have added insult to injury?"
phaedrus— Book V, fable 3, line 1.
If I be waspish, best beware my sting.
william shakespeare— The Taming of the Shrew Act II, Scene I. Said by Katherine.
It will not hurt me when I am old, A running tide where moonlight burned Will not sting me like silver snakes;The years will make me sad and cold, It is the happy heart that breaks.
sara teasdale— Moonlight
The very serpents bite their tails; the bees forget to sting, For a language so celestial setteth up a wondering. And the touch of absent mindedness is more than any line, Since direction counts for nothing when the gods set up a sign.
nathalia crane— "The Symbols"
You never tried facing the sting Walking all in circles, take it all in stride Faces are not what they seem, I always dream lost in the tide
zooey deschanel— "I'm Gonna Make It Better"
But by and by, the cause of my disease Gives me a pang, that inwardly doth sting, When that I think what grief it is again To live and lack the thing should rid my pain.
howard, henry, earl of surrey— "A Complaint by Night of the Lover Not Beloved", line 11
A fly, Sir, may sting a stately horse and make him wince; but one is but an insect, and the other is a horse still.
samuel johnson— 1754, p. 72 (n. 4)Referring to critics.
The assurance that we have no means of answering [final] questions is no valid excuse for callousness towards them. The more deeply should we feel, down to the roots of our being, their pressure and their sting. Whose hunger has ever been [sated] with the knowledge that he could not eat?
josé ortega y gasset— p. 15 (History as a System (1962))
What thing is love? for (well I wot) love is a thing It is a prick, it is a sting, It is a pretty, pretty thing; It is a fire, it is a coal, Whose flame creeps in at every hole!
George Peele— "The Hunting of Cupid" (1591).
The sophist, in contradistinction to the philosopher, is not set in motion and kept in motion by the sting of the awareness of the fundamental difference between conviction or belief and genuine insight.
leo strauss— p.116 (Natural Right and History (1953))
Death is swallowed up in victory. O Death where is thy sting, O Grave where is thy victory?
— Paul of Tarsus, in I Corinthians 15:54 - 56.
O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?
— I Corinthians, XV. 55. (Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations)
Think'st thou there are no serpents in the world But those who slide along the grassy sod, And sting the luckless foot that presses them? There are who in the path of social life Do bask their spotted skins in Fortune's sun, And sting the soul.
joanna baillie— Joanna Baillie, De Montfort, Act I, scene 2.
Some learned writers … have compared a Scorpion to an Epigram … because as the sting of the Scorpion lyeth in the tayl, so the force and virtue of an epigram is in the conclusion.
— Edward Topsell, Serpent (1653), p. 756.
The qualities all in a bee that we meet, In an epigram never should fail; The body should always be little and sweet, And a sting should be felt in its tail.
— Attributed to Charles Yriarte by Brander Matthews, American Epigrams. Harper's Monthly (Nov., 1903).
And wit its honey lent, without the sting.
— Alfred Tennyson, To the Memory of Lord Talbot.
Though the scorpion be little, yet will it sting a lion to death; and so will the least sin the sinner, unless pardoned by the blood of Christ.
— Thomas Brooks, p. 551. (Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895))
Chorus: [We] must look beneath every stone, lest it conceal some orator ready to sting us. (tr. O'Neill 1938, Perseus ) Chorus: Under every stone lurks a politician. (tr. in Bartlett 1968, p. 91 or Archive.org)
— Thesmophoriazusae, line 529-530
— A play on the Greek proverb "Under every stone lurks a scorpion.". In context, "orator" was a synonym for "politician".
Faith draws the poison from every grief, takes the sting from every loss, and quenches the fire of every pain; and only faith can do it.
— Josiah Gilbert Holland, as quoted in Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895) edited by Josiah Hotchkiss Gilbert, p. 218
The serpent that did sting thy father's life Now wears his crown.
— Ghost, scene v
The commons, like an angry hive of bees, That want their leader, scatter up and down, And care not who they sting in his revenge.
— Warwick, scene ii
What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?
— Shylock, scene i
