A Quote by Lord Chesterfield

He adorned whatever subject he either spoke or wrote upon, by the most splendid eloquence. — © Lord Chesterfield
He adorned whatever subject he either spoke or wrote upon, by the most splendid eloquence.
This was a splendid life. Splendid in its obscurity and humility, splendid in its strength and charity, splendid in its achievements.
He spoke with more eloquence than wisdom.
... my mother adorned with flowers whatever shabby house we were forced to live in.
Persuasive speech, and more persuasive sighs, Silence that spoke and eloquence of eyes.
Beauty when unadorned is adorned the most.
In naked beauty most adorned.
This splendid subject [mathematics], queen of all exact sciences, and the ideal and norm of all careful thinking.
Who seems most hideous when adorned the most.
Well, very splendid and very frightening. But splendid things are often frightening. Sometimes, it's the fright that makes them splendid at all.
In the immediate aftermath of the separation I just wrote and wrote and wrote. And wrote and wrote and wrote. Thank God I had that as an outlet.
It is true that despite occasional gleams of Churchillian eloquence he [Gen. Douglas MacArthur] usually spoke poorly. He was far more effective in conversations a deux. But those who dismiss him as shallow because his rhetoric was fustian err.
I do not find that I feel myself to be any different as an English subject than as an American. I have not the vote in either place, so I am not a citizen of either, and have no call to be patriotic. In fact, I do not see how women can ever feel like anything but aliens in whatever country they may live, for they have no part or lot in any, except the part and lot of being taxed and legislated for by men.
Nothing is so improving to the temper as the study of the beauties either of poetry, eloquence, music, or painting.
Films, fiction, can encompass a whole global vision on a particular subject with any story, whatever it is. You can play the story in whatever country with whatever language in whatever style you want to tell the story in.
Did you say the stars were worlds, Tess?" "Yes." "All like ours?" "I don't know, but I think so. They sometimes seem to be like the apples on our stubbard-tree. Most of them splendid and sound - a few blighted." "Which do we live on - a splendid one or a blighted one?" "A blighted one.
False eloquence is exaggeration; true eloquence is emphasis.
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