It is known, to the force of a single pound weight, what the engine will do; but, not all the calculators of the National Debt can tell me the capacity for good or evil, for love or hatred, for patriotism or discontent, for the decomposition of virtue into vice, or the reverse, at any single moment in the soul of one of these its quiet servants, with the composed faces and the regulated actions.
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Hard Times
by
Charles Dickens
"There's no credit in not doing what you don't want to do. There's no virtue in not falling, when you're not tempted."
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The Weavers
by
Gilbert Parker
"The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together. Our virtues would be proud if our faults whipt them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherish'd by our virtues."
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All's Well That Ends Well
by
William Shakespeare
"Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied,
And vice sometime's by action dignified."
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Romeo and Juliet
by
William Shakespeare
"My dear Watson," said he, "I cannot agree with those who rank modesty among the virtues. To the logician all things should be seen exactly as they are, and to underestimate one's self is as much a departure from truth as to exaggerate one's own powers."
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The Greek Interpreter
by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Pride is one of the seven deadly sins; but it cannot be the pride of a mother in her children, for that is a compound of two cardinal virtues -- faith and hope.
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Nicholas Nickleby
by
Charles Dickens
"Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful."
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Measure for Measure
by
William Shakespeare
Being a man given to oratory and high principles, he enjoyed the sound of his own vocabulary and the warmth of his own virtue.
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Babbitt
by
Sinclair Lewis
"Ah, Miss Harriet, it would do us no harm to remember oftener than we do, that vices are sometimes only virtues carried to excess!"
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Dombey and Son
by
Charles Dickens
To his pure and knightly soul not Edith alone, but every woman, sat high and aloof, enthroned and exalted, with a thousand mystic excellencies and virtues which raised her far above the rude world of man. There was joy in contact with them; and yet there was fear, fear lest his own unworthiness, his untrained tongue or rougher ways should in some way break rudely upon this delicate and tender thing.
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Sir Nigel
by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle