A Quote by Alexander Pope

All looks yellow to the jaundiced eye. [and therefore the solution is to fix the jaundiced eye.] — © Alexander Pope
All looks yellow to the jaundiced eye. [and therefore the solution is to fix the jaundiced eye.]
All looks yellow to a jaundiced eye.
All seems infected that th' infected spy, As all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye.
To the mean eye all things are trivial, as certainly as to the jaundiced they are yellow.
All looks yellow to a jaundiced eye that habitually compares everything to something better. But by changing that habit to comparing everything to something worse, even making it a game, that person can find gratitude, relief and happiness where-ever they go and whatever they experience, guaranteed!
There is something in corruption which, like a jaundiced eye, transfers the color of itself to the object it looks upon, and sees everything stained and impure.
I have a jaundiced eye but a young mind.
If you haven't made a mistake I cast a jaundiced eye, because you're probably not doing anything.
Being away from home gave me a chance to look at myself with a jaundiced eye
Politics is a thing that I follow because it determines what is going on in my country, but I vote and deal with politicians with a great degree of jaundiced eye.
I find it hard even now not to look on your North African strategy with a jaundiced eye. Cross Channel operations for the liberation of France and advance on Germany, we should finish the war quicker. Yes, probably, but not the way we hope to finish it.
Unlike the male codfish which, suddenly finding itself the parent of three million five hundred thousand little codfish, cheerfully resolves to love them all, the British aristocracy is apt to look with a somewhat jaundiced eye on its younger sons.
Being away from home gave me the chance to look at myself with a jaundiced eye. I learned not to be ashamed of a real hunger for knowledge, something I had always tried to hide, and I came home glad to start in here again with a love for Europe that I am afraid will never leave me.
life is a loaded gun that looks right at you with a yellow eye.
With the one eye that is closed, one looks within, with the other eye that is open, one looks without.
As love is full of unbefitting strains, All wanton as a child, skipping and vain, Form'd by the eye and therefore, like the eye, Full of strange shapes, of habits and of forms, Varying in subjects as the eye doth roll To every varied object in his glance
One eye looks within, the other eye looks without.
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