Top 148 Quotes & Sayings by Philip James Bailey
Explore popular quotes and sayings by an English poet Philip James Bailey.
Last updated on April 15, 2025.
Man is a military animal, glories in gunpowder, and loves parade.
Envy's a coal comes hissing hot from Hell.
We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not figures on a dial. We should count time by heart throbs. He most lives who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.
Simplicity is natures first step, and the last of art.
Poets are all who love, who feel great truths, And tell them; and the truth of truths is love.
Music tells no truths.
Art is man's nature; nature is God's art.
The sole equality on earth is death.
The long days are no happier than the short ones.
Kindness is wisdom.
There is no surer mark of the absence of the highest moral and intellectual qualities than a cold reception of excellence.
What men call accident is God's own part.
Respect is what we owe; love, what we give.
Let each man think himself an act of God, His mind a thought, his life a breath of God; And let each try, by great thoughts and good deeds, To show the most of Heaven he hath in him.
Imagination is the air of mind.
Prayer is the spirit speaking truth to Truth.
America, thou half-brother of the world; with something good and bad of every land.
The worst men often give the best advice. Our deeds are sometimes better than our thoughts.
All things that speak of heaven speak of peace.
The death-bed of a day, how beautiful!
Dreams are rudiments
Of the great state to come. We dream what is
About to happen.
He is a fool who is not for love and beauty. I speak unto the young, for I am of them and always shall be.
It matters not how long we live but how.
Application is the price to be paid for mental acquisition. To have the harvest, we must sow the seed.
My favoured temple is an humble heart.
Necessity, like electricity, is in ourselves and all things, and no more without us than within us.
Where imperfection ceaseth, heaven begins.
I cannot be content with less than heaven; Living, and comprehensive of all life. Thee, universal heaven, celestial all; Thee, sacrjd seat of intellective time; Field of the soul 's best wisdom : home of truth , Star-throned.
Let us think less of men and more of God.
It is no great misfortune to oblige ungrateful people, but an unsupportable one to be forced to be under an obligation to a scoundrel.
We live not to ourselves, our work is life.
It is much less what we do than what we think, which fits us for the future.
The ground of all great thoughts is sadness.
Every believer is God's miracle.
Walk boldly and wisely.... There is a hand above that will help you on.
There is no disappointment we endure one-half so great as what we are to ourselves.
Life is less than nothing without love.
Obey thy genius, for a minister it is unto the throne of fate. Draw to thy soul, and centralize the rays which are around of the Divinity.
Art is a man's nature; nature is God's art.
The world is a great poem, and the world's
The words it is writ in, and we souls the thoughts.
Could we but think with the intensity we love with, we might do great things.
None but the brave and beautiful can love.
Where doubt there truth is - 'tis her shadow.
The first and worst of all frauds is to cheat one's self.
Remember that thy heart will shed its pleasures as thine eye its tears, and both leave loathsome furrows.
We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths;
In feelings, not in figures on a dial.
Night comes, world-jewelled, . . . The stars rush forth in myriads as to wage War with the lines of Darkness; and the moon, Pale ghost of Night, comes haunting the cold earth After the sun's red sea-death--quietless.
The wind breathes not, and the wave
Walks softly as above a grave.
The worst way to improve the world is to condemn it.
I have a heart with room for every joy .
Music lives within thy lips Like a nightingale in roses.
Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths.
Worthy books
Are not companions – they are solitudes:
We lose ourselves in them and all our cares.
Love is the art of hearts, and heart or arts.
Not a single path
Of thought I tread, but that it leads to God.
It is sad
To see the light of beauty wane away,
Know eyes are dimming, bosoms shrivelling, feet
Losing their springs, and limbs their lily roundness;
But it is worse to feel the heart-spring gone,
To lose hope, care not for the coming thing,
And feel all things go to decay within us.
Mind and night will meet, though in silence, like forbidden lovers.
Lowliness is the base of every virtue, And he who goes the lowest builds the safest.
The truth of truths is love.
Joys
Are bubble-like--what makes them bursts them too.
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