A Quote by Edmund Burke

Ambition can creep as well as soar. — © Edmund Burke
Ambition can creep as well as soar.
One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar.
We must not creep along when our souls cry out for us to soar!
If we insist on being as sure as is conceivable... we must be content to creep along the ground, and never soar.
A man without ambition is like a beautiful worm - it can creep, but it cannot fly.
We live between two worlds; we soar in the atmosphere; we creep upon the soil; we have the aspirations of creators and the propensities of quadrupeds. There can be but one explanation of this fact. We are passing from the animal into a higher form, and the drama of this planet is in its second act.
The philosophy I shared... was one of ambition - ambition to succeed, ambition to grow, ambition to move forward - backed up by hard work.
An objective is an ambition, and life without ambition is ... well, aimless wandering.
You were made to soar, to crash to earth, then to rise and soar again.
Creep into thy narrow bed, Creep, and let no more be said!
We start making every child ambitious, and ambition means you cannot love; ambition is anti-love. Ambition needs fight, ambition needs struggle, ambition needs you to use others as a means.
Peeta?" I creep along the bank. "Well, don't step on me.
If something doesn't creep into a drawing that you're not prepared for, you might as well not have drawn it.
Advertisements are of great use to the vulgar. First of all, as they are instruments of ambition. A man that is by no means big enough for the Gazette, may easily creep into the advertisements; by which means we often see an apothecary in the same paper of news with a plenipotentiary, or a running footman with an ambassador.
I start to wonder if I’m being creepy. I mean, I am creeping. Does creep-ing automatically make one creep-y? Or are there dispensations for…romance? I bet all stalkers believe they’re being romantic. I did it for love, officer.
It is not that we love to be alone, but that we love to soar, and when we do soar, the company grows thinner and thinner until there is none at all. …We are not the less to aim at the summits though the multitude does not ascend them.
I don't know many ambition- ridden people who really enjoy themselves. Even success doesn't seem to still the insatiable, gnawing hunger of their ambition. Ambition is a good gift, but it cannot be all.
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