What would life be without arithmetic, but a scene of horrors? Sydney Smith arithmetichorrorlife Change image and share on social
I have, alas, only one illusion left, and that is the Archbishop of Canterbury. Sydney Smith alaarchbishopcanterbury Change image and share on social
Correspondences are like small clothes before the invention of suspenders; it is impossible to keep them up. Sydney Smith clothecorrespondenceimpossible Change image and share on social
Solitude cherishes great virtues and destroys little ones. Sydney Smith cherishdestroygreat Change image and share on social
Science is his forte, and omniscience his foible. Sydney Smith foibleforteomniscience Change image and share on social
Live always in the best company when you read. Sydney Smith companyliveread Change image and share on social
Never give way to melancholy; resist it steadily, for the habit will encroach. Sydney Smith encroachgivehabit Change image and share on social
The object of preaching is to constantly remind mankind of what they keep forgetting; not to supply the intellect, but to fortify the feebleness of human resolutions. Sydney Smith constantlyfeeblenessforget Change image and share on social
As the French say, there are three sexes - men, women, and clergymen. Sydney Smith clergymanfrenchman Change image and share on social
To business that we love we rise bedtime, and go to't with delight. Sydney Smith bedtimebusinessdelight Change image and share on social
