16+ John Wolcot Quotes On Education, Civil War

John Wolcot was an English satirist and poet who wrote under the pseudonym of Peter Pindar. He was born in 1738 and was known for his satirical works which often criticized the upper classes and the government. He was also a physician, and wrote many works on medical topics. Following is our collection on famous quotes by John Wolcot on leadership, life, education.

Midas, they say, possessed the art of old; Of turning whatsoe'er he touch'd to gold; This modern statesmen can reverse with ease - Touch them with gold, they'll turn to what you please. — John Wolcot

Every gift, though it be small, is in reality great if given with affection. — John Wolcot

People may have too much of a good thing: Full as an egg of wisdom thus I sing. — John Wolcot

Enjoy thy stream, O harmless fish; And when an angler for his dish, Through gluttony's vile sin, Attempts, the wretch, to pull thee out, God give thee strength, O gentle trout, To pull the rascal in! — John Wolcot

The greatest men May ask a foolish question, now and then. — John Wolcot

It is money makes the mare to trot. — John Wolcot

The turnpike road to people's hearts, I find, Lies through their mouths or I mistake mankind. — John Wolcot

O delicious kiss, Why thou so sudden art gone? Lost in the moment thou art won? — John Wolcot

What desire for fame attends both great and small; better be damned than mentioned not at all! — John Wolcot

No, let the monarch's bags and others hold The flattering, mighty, nay, al-mighty gold. — John Wolcot

Some one has said of a fine and honorable old age, that it was the childhood of immortality. — John Wolcot

With vivid words your just conceptions grace, Much truth compressing in a narrow space; Then many shall peruse, but few complain, And envy frown, and critics snarl in vain. — John Wolcot

To wear long faces, just as if our Maker, The God of goodness, was an undertaker. — John Wolcot

A fellow in a market town, Most musical, cried razors up and down. — John Wolcot

Care to our coffin adds a nail, no doubt, And every grin so merry draws one out. — John Wolcot

Thus every dog at last will have his day - He who this morning smiled, at night may sorrow; The grub today's a butterfly tomorrow. — John Wolcot