A man may drink and not be drunk;
A man may fight and not be slain;
A man may kiss a bonny lass,
And yet be welcome home again.
Author: Sir Walter Scott Nationality: Scottish
b. 15 August 1771
- d. 21 September 1832
A quotation, like a pun, should come unsought, and then be welcomed only for some propriety of felicity justifying the intrusion.
Author: Anonymous Nationality: Scottish
Advice is seldom welcome, and those who need it the most, like it the least.
Author: Earl Philip Dormer Stanhope Nationality: English
b. 22 September 1694
- d. 24 March 1773
Despise not death, but welcome it, for Nature wills it like all else.
Author: Marcus Aurelius Nationality: Roman
b. 26 April 121
- d. 17 March 180
Don't wear out your welcome.
Author: Anonymous Nationality: Roman
He that likes a hot dinner, a warm welcome, new ideas and old wine, will not often dine with the great.
Author: Charles Caleb Colton Nationality: English
b. December 1780
- d. December 1832
Aaron and I will be joined at the hip until the day we die. We have loved and hated each other since the day he was born. He's very much a part of my heart. He's going to broadcasting college now, and he'll do fine. But he came into a world that did not welcome him.
Author: Lynn Johnston Nationality: Canadian
b. 28 May 1947
A Christian perspective on contemporary policy debates may not prevail. It must nonetheless be argued. And once heard, it must be weighed, together with other arguments from different philosophical traditions, in a fully contestable secular polity. A Christian perspective, informed by a social gospel or Christian socialist tradition, should not be rejected contemptuously by secular politicians as if these views are an unwelcome intrusion into the political sphere. If the churches are barred from participating in the great debates about the values that ultimately underpin our society, our economy and our polity, then we have reached a very strange place indeed.
Author: Kevin Rudd Nationality: Australian
b. 21 September 1957
All I really had was my talent. Without that I wouldn't be welcome at the White House.
Author: Sammy Davis Jr. Nationality: American
b. 8 December 1925
- d. 16 May 1990
I want to find someone on the earth so intelligent that he welcomes opinions which he condemns.
Author: John Jay Chapman Nationality: American
b. December 1862
- d. December 1933
All honour and reverence to the divine beauty of form! Let us cultivate it to the utmost in men, women, and children - in our gardens and in our houses. But let us love that other beauty too, which lies in no secret of proportion, but in the secret of deep human sympathy. Paint us an angel, if you can, with a floating violet robe, and a face paled by the celestial light; paint us yet oftener a Madonna, turning her mild face upward and opening her arms to welcome the divine glory; but do not impose on us any aesthetic rules which shall banish from the region of Art those old women scraping carrots with their work-worn hands, those heavy clowns taking holiday in a dingy pot-house, those rounded backs and stupid weather-beaten faces that have bent over the spade and done the rough work of the world - those homes with their tin pans, their brown pitchers, their rough curs, and their clusters of onions. In this world there are so many of these common coarse people, who have no picturesque sentimental wretchedness! It is so needful we should remember their existence, else we may happen to leave them quite out of our religion and philosophy and frame lofty theories which only fit a world of extremes. Therefore, let Art always remind us of them; therefore let us always have men ready to give the loving pains of a life to the faithful representing of commonplace things - men who see beauty in these commonplace things, and delight in showing how kindly the light of heaven falls on them. There are few prophets in the world; few sublimely beautiful women; few heroes. I can't afford to give all my love and reverence to such rarities: I want a great deal of those feelings for my every-day fellow-men, especially for the few in the foreground of the great multitude, whose faces I know, whose hands I touch for whom I have to make way with kindly courtesy.
Author: George Eliot Nationality: English
b. 22 November 1819
- d. 22 December 1880
Has John Howard at last outworn his welcome? Do his monotonous chirpy-mucous tones on radio bring gloom and dread not just to me but to all mankind? Does our buffeted nation want him, at last, to put on his slippers and creep away? I think so.
The forsworn interest hike, the forsworn troops to Iraq, the grab for East Timor's oil, the grab for the right to set wages and bring them down, the 20,000 Iraqi children he helped kill, the WMDs that, whoops, weren't there, the torment of poor, mad Cornelia Rau, the torment of poor, pregnant, diabetic Roqia Bakhtiyari, now freezing in Afghanistan, the arrest in a Sydney schoolroom of innocent, weeping children in front of their classmates, the release and grumbles of Mamdouh Habib, the unpatriotic remarks of the father and widow of Paul Pardoel, the disloyal exit from war-smashed Iraq of Spain, Thailand, Hungary, Honduras, the Dominican Republic, Nicaragua, Portugal, New Zealand, the Philippines, the Netherlands, Italy, the Ukraine and Poland, the shooting by dumb Americans of the selfless hero who rescued Giuliana Sgrena, the twenty thousand tsunami deaths he, Howard, probably caused by silencing Radio Australia, his hints that he'd quite like to outlaw abortion, the rise and rise in the polls of Beazley, the fall and fall in the polls of the people's trust in him and Tony Blair, the Tony Abbott baby that, whoops, wasn't there, the way the tsunami reminded Australians of global warming and how we hadn't signed Kyoto, the helicopter so old that nine young Australian heroes horribly died in it, the unwarned infant who caught gonorrhoea in a Bali creche, the 'rude' Ray Hadley who called Alexander Downer 'a pompous dope', the Australian who watched torture in Afghanistan and admitted it, the Minister who lied about it, Costello's cancellation of the very notion of retirement, the news that Blair's Attorney-General did think bombing Iraq was illegal, and so on, add up to a bad four months all in all; but, of course, that wasn't the half of what went wrong for our Prime Miniature.
Author: Bob Ellis Nationality: Australian
b. December 1942