A Quote by Richard Brinsley Sheridan

If it is abuse, - why one is always sure to hear of it from one damned goodnatured friend or another! — © Richard Brinsley Sheridan
If it is abuse, - why one is always sure to hear of it from one damned goodnatured friend or another!
For if there is anything to one's praise, it is foolish vanity to be gratified at it, and if it is abuse - why one is always sure to hear of it from one damned good-natured friend or another!
I've always believed that you often need less. You don't need to hear why people are friends, you don't need to hear why people are roommates, you don't need to hear why someone would help a friend to do something.
However, if you listen to me I think you can hear years of abuse in my voice - both bad abuse and good abuse.
Why am I always at war with myself? Why have I told, as if upon compulsion, what I knew all along I ought to have withheld? Why am I making a friend of this woman beside me, in spite of the whispers against her that I hear in my heart?
You always hear about waste and abuse in Washington. And usually it doesn't mean much, because nobody ever finds where that waste and abuse is.
Another train will come. Why rush? Why worry? Why go crazy? Another train will come. And sure enough, another train going my way was pulling into the station. My bad mood evaporated. I entered the car smiling, certain that there would be more missed trains in my life, more closed doors in my face, but there would always be another train rumbling down the tracks in my direction.
When I hear him sing and see what he can do, though, it's always a reminder of why I look up to Usher as my mentor and why I will always be an Usher fan to my core. But I'm lucky to say that he's an even better friend to me than he's a mentor. He's truly the real deal.
I believe all that God ever revealed, and I never hear of a man being damned for believing too much; but they are damned for unbelief.
Damned, damned be the rich! May not even their fingernails be left!... I'm sure that they are going to Hell head-first.
I'm not human, Ms. Deveraux. In case you haven't noticed, I'm one of the damned. (Valerius) Baby, open your eyes and look around. We're all damned in one way or another. But damned is a far cry from dead. And you live like you're dead. (Tabitha) I'm that, too. (Valerius)
When we hear a story of the abuse of a child or the abuse of women almost all people are appalled by instances of that kind.
If I look at the performance of another friend Sting, whenever I hear him take over a stage and share his art with millions, it's very inspiring to me. So I have a lot in my life, a lot of friends who inspire me and I'm sure it goes the other way around, or so that I inspire them.
What I didn't realize was the severity of the crime, so to speak. I think that's important. That's one of the lessons learned here. You move to a new area, you really need to be sure of what the laws and penalties are. You hear those things. You hear, 'Don't speed in Virginia' when you get here, just in casual conversations. What's left out is why you don't speed in Virginia. I learned the hard way, that's for sure.
If I'm such a legend, then why am I so lonely? If I'm such a legend, then why do I sit at home for hours staring at the damned telephone, hoping it's out of order, even calling the operator asking her if she's sure it's not out of order?
It often occurs to me that we love most what makes us miserable. In my opinion the damned are damned because they enjoy being damned.
Once a friend, always a friend. Why should borders stop that?
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