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James Wood, comp.  Dictionary of Quotations.  1899.
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  Honnêtes gens—Upright people.    French.  8750
  Honneur et patrie—Honour and country.    Motto.  8751
  Honor Deo—Honour be to God.    Motto.  8752
  Honor est præmium virtutis—Honour is the reward of virtue.    Cicero.  8753
  Honor fidelitatis præmium—Honour is the reward of fidelity.    Motto.  8754
  Honor sequitur fugientem—Honour follows him who flies from her.    Motto.  8755
  Honores mutant mores—Honours change manners.  8756
  Honos alit artes, omnesque incenduntur ad studia gloria—Honours encourage the arts, for all are incited towards studies by fame.    Cicero.  8757
  Honour a physician with the honour due unto him for the uses which ye may have of him, for the Lord hath created him.    Ecclesiasticus.  8758
  Honour all men. Love the brotherhood. Fear God. Honour the king.    St. Peter.  8759
  Honour and ease are seldom bedfellows.    Proverb.  8760
  Honour hath no skill in surgery…. Honour is a mere scutcheon.    1 Henry IV., v. 1.  8761
  Honour is nobler than gold.    Gaelic Proverb.  8762
  Honour is not a virtue in itself; it is the mail behind which the virtues fight more securely.    G. H. Calvert.  8763
  Honour is unstable, and seldom the same; for she feeds upon opinion, and is as fickle as her food.    Colton.  8764
  Honour is venerable to us because it is no ephemeris.    Emerson.  8765
  Honour to whom honour is due.    St. Paul.  8766
  Honour travels in a strait so narrow, / Where one but goes abreast.    Troil. and Cress., iii. 3.  8767
  Honour won’t patch.    Gaelic Proverb.  8768
  Honourable (Ehrlich) is a word of high rank, and implies much more than most people attach to it.    Arndt.  8769
  Honours, like impressions upon coin, may give an ideal and local value to a bit of base metal; but gold and silver will pass all the world over, without any other recommendation than their own weight.    Sterne.  8770
  Honours to one in my situation are something like ruffles to a man that wants a shirt.    Goldsmith, of himself.  8771
  Honour’s the moral conscience of the great.    Davenant.  8772
  Honteux comme un renard qu’une poule aurait pris—Sheepish as a fox that has been taken in by a fowl.    La Fontaine.  8773
  Hope deferred maketh the heart sick.    Bible.  8774
  Hope is a curtail dog in some affairs.    Merry Wives, ii. 1.  8775
  Hope is a good anchor, but it needs something to grip.    Proverb.  8776
  Hope is a lover’s staff; walk hence with that, / And manage it against despairing thoughts.    Two Gent. of Verona, iii. 1.  8777
  Hope is a pleasant acquaintance but an unsafe friend. He’ll do on a pinch for your travelling companion, but he’s not the man for your banker.    American Proverb.  8778
  Hope is a waking man’s dream.    Proverb.  8779
  Hope is itself a species of happiness, and perhaps the chief happiness which this world affords; but, like all other pleasures, its excesses must be expiated by pain; and expectations improperly indulged must end in disappointment.    Johnson.  8780
  Hope is not the man for your banker, though he may do for your travelling companion.    Haliburton.  8781
  Hope is the best part of our riches.    Bovee.  8782
  Hope is the only good which is common to all men.    Thales.  8783
  Hope is the ruddy morning ray of joy, recollection is its golden tinge; but the latter is wont to sink amid the dews and dusky shades of twilight, and the bright blue day which the former promises breaks indeed, but in another world and with another sun.    Jean Paul.  8784
  Hope never comes that comes to all.    Milton.  8785
  Hope never spread her golden wings but in unfathomable seas.    Emerson.  8786
  Hope not wholly to reason away your troubles; but do not feed them with attention, and they will die imperceptibly away.    Johnson.  8787
  Hope, of all ills that men endure, / The only cheap and universal cure.    Cowley.  8788
  Hope springs eternal in the human breast; / Man never is, but always to be, blest.    Pope.  8789
  Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.    Burns.  8790
  Hope thou not much, and fear thou not at all.    Quoted by Swinburne.  8791
  Hope to joy is little less in joy / Than hope enjoyed.    Richard II., ii. 3.  8792
  Hoping and waiting is not my way of doing things.    Goethe.  8793
  Hora e sempre—Now and always.    Motto.  8794
  Horæ cedunt, et dies, et menses, et anni, nec præteritum tempus unquam revertitur—Hours and days, months and years, pass away, and time once past never returns.    Cicero.  8795
  Horæ / Momento cita mors venit, aut victoria læta—In a moment of time comes sudden death or joyful victory.    Horace.  8796
  Horas non numero nisi serenas—I mark no hours but the shining ones.    Of a dial.  8797
  Horrea formicæ tendunt ad inania nunquam; / Nullus ad amissas ibit amicus opes—As ants never bend their way to empty barns, so no friend will visit departed wealth.    Ovid.  8798
  Horresco referens—I shudder as I relate.    Virgil.  8799
  Horribile dictu—Horrible to relate.  8800
  Horror ubique animos, simul ipsa silentia terrent—Everywhere horror seizes the soul, and the very silence is dreadful.    Virgil.  8801
  Horror vacui—Abhorrence of a vacuum.  8802
  Hors de combat—Out of condition to fight.    French.  8803
  Hors de propos—Not to the purpose.    French.  8804
  Hortus siccus—A dry garden; a collection of dried plants.  8805
  Hos successus alit; possunt quia posse videntur—These are encouraged by success; they prevail because they think they can.    Virgil.  8806
  Hospice d’accouchement—A maternity hospital.    French.  8807
  Hospice d’allaitement—A foundling hospital.    French.  8808
  Hospitality must be for service, not for show, or it pulls down the host.    Emerson.  8809
  Hostis est uxor invita quæ ad virum nuptum datur—The wife who is given in marriage to a man against her will becomes his enemy.    Plautus.  8810
  Hostis honori invidia—Envy is honour’s foe.    Motto.  8811
  Hôtel de ville—A town-hall.    French.  8812
  Hôtel Dieu—The house of God; the name of an hospital.    French.  8813
  Household words.    Henry V., iv. 3.  8814
  Housekeeping without a wife is a lantern without a light.    Proverb.  8815
  Houses are built to live in, and not to look on.    Bacon.  8816
  How are riches the means of happiness? In acquiring they create trouble, in their loss they occasion sorrow, and they are the cause of endless divisions amongst kindred!    Hitopadesa.  8817
  How beautiful is death, seeing that we die in a world of life and of creation without end!    Jean Paul.  8818
  How beautiful is youth! how bright it gleams, / With its allusions, aspirations, dreams! / Book of beginnings, story without end, / Each maid a heroine, and each man a friend.    Longfellow.  8819
  How beautiful to die of a broken heart on paper! Quite another thing in practice! Every window of your feeling, even of your intellect, as it were begrimmed and mud-bespattered, so that no pure ray can enter; a whole drug-shop in your inwards; the fore-done soul drowning slowly in a quagmire of disgust.    Carlyle.  8820
  How bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man’s eyes!    As You Like It, v. 2.  8821
  How blessed might poor mortals be in the straitest circumstances, if only their wisdom and fidelity to Heaven and one another were adequately great.    Carlyle, apropos to his life at Craigenputtock.  8822
  How blessings brighten as they take their flight!    Young.  8823
  How blest the humble cotter’s fate! / He woos his simple dearie; / The silly bogles, wealth, and state, / Can never make them eerie.    Burns.  8824
  How can a man be concealed? How can a man be concealed?    Confucius.  8825
  How can he be godly who is not cleanly?    Proverb.  8826
  How can man love but what he yearns to help?    Browning.  8827
  How can we expect a harvest of thought who have not had a seed-time of character?    Thoreau.  8828
  How can we learn to know ourselves? Never by reflection, but only through action. Essay to do thy duty, and thou knowest at once what is in thee.    Goethe.  8829
  How charming is divine philosophy!    Milton.  8830
  How creatures of the human kind shut their eyes to the plainest facts, and by the mere inertia of oblivion and stupidity live at ease in the midst of wonders and terrors.    Carlyle.  8831
  How difficult it is to get men to believe that any other man can or does act from disinterestedness.    B. R. Haydon.  8832
  How dire is love when one is so tortured; and yet lovers cannot exist without torturing themselves.    Goethe.  8833
  How doth the little busy bee / Improve each shining hour, / And gather honey all the day / From every opening flower.    Watts.  8834
  How dull it is to pause, to make an end, / To rust unburnish’d, not to shine in use, / As though to breathe were life.    Tennyson.  8835
  How enormous appear the crimes we have not committed!    Mme. Necker.  8836
  How far that little candle throws his beams! / So shines a good deed in a naughty world.    Mer. of Ven., v. 1.  8837
  How fast has brother followed / From sunshine to the sunless land.    Wordsworth.  8838
  How few think justly of the thinking few; / How many never think, who think they do!    Jane Taylor.  8839
  How foolish and absurd, nay, how hurtful and destructive a vice is ambition, which, by undue pursuit of honour, robs us of true honour!    Thomas à Kempis.  8840
  How forcible are right words!    Bible.  8841
  How fortunate beyond all others is the man who, in order to adjust himself to fate, is not required to cast away his whole preceding life!    Goethe.  8842
  How full of briers is this working-day world!    As You Like It, i. 3.  8843
  How glorious a character appears when it is penetrated with mind and soul.    Goethe.  8844
  How good is man’s life, the mere living! how fit to employ / All the heart, and the soul, and the senses for ever in joy!    Browning.  8845
  How happy could I be with either, / Were t’other dear charmer away!    Gay.  8846
  How happy is he born or taught / That serveth not another’s will; / Whose armour is his honest thought, / And simple truth his utmost skill.    Sir Henry Wotton.  8847
  How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot! / The world forgetting, by the world forgot.    Pope.  8848
  How happy is the prince who has counsellors near him who can guard him against the effects of his own angry passions; their names shall be read in golden letters when the history of his reign is perused.    Scott.  8849
  How happy should we be … / If we from self could rest, / And feel at heart that One above, / In perfect wisdom, perfect love, / Is working for the best!    Anstice.  8850
  How hard it is (for the Byron, for the Burns), whose ear is quick for celestial messages, to “take no counsel with flesh and blood,” and instead of living and writing for the day that passes over them, live and write for the eternity that rests and abides over them!    Carlyle.  8851
  How hardly man the lesson learns, / To smile, and bless the hand that spurns: / To see the blow, to feel the pain, / And render only love again!    Anonymous.  8852
  How hardly shall they who have riches enter into the kingdom of God!    Jesus.  8853
  How ill white hairs become a fool and a jester.    2 Henry IV., v. 5.  8854
  How indestructibly the good grows, and propagates itself, even among the weedy entanglements of evil!    Carlyle.  8855
  How is each of us so lonely in the wide bosom of the All?    Jean Paul.  8856
  How is it possible to expect that mankind will take advice, when they will not so much as take warning.    Swift.  8857
  How little do the wantonly or idly officious think what mischief they do by their malicious insinuations, indirect impertinence, or thoughtless babblings!    Burns.  8858
  How little is the promise of the child fulfilled in the man.    Ovid.  8859
  How long halt ye between two opinions?    Bible.  8860
  How long I have lived, how much lived in vain! / How little of life’s scanty span may remain! / What aspects old Time in his progress has worn! / What ties cruel fate in my bosom has torn! / How foolish, or worse, till our summit is gain’d! / And downward, how weaken’d, how darken’d, how pain’d!    Burns.  8861
  How many ages hence / Shall this our lofty scene be acted over / In states unborn and accents yet unknown!    Julius Cæsar, iii. 1.  8862
  How many causes that can plead for themselves in the courts of Westminster, and yet in the general court of the universe and free soul of man, have no word to utter!    Carlyle.  8863
  How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false / As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins / The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars! / Who, inward searched, have livers white as milk.    Mer. of Ven., iii. 2.  8864
  How many honest words have suffered corruption since Chaucer’s days!    Middleton.  8865
  How many illustrious and noble heroes have lived too long by a day!    Rousseau.  8866
  How many men live on the reputation of the reputation they might have made!    Holmes.  8867
  How many people make themselves abstract to appear profound! The greatest part of abstract terms are shadows that hide a vacuum.    Joubert.  8868
  How many things by season season’d are / To their right praise and true perfection!    Mer. of Ven., v. i.  8869
  How many things, just and unjust, have no higher sanction than custom!    Terence.  8870
  How much a dunce that has been sent to roam / Excels a dunce that has been kept at home!    Cowper.  8871
  How much better is it to get wisdom than gold! and to get understanding rather to be chosen than silver!    Bible.  8872
  How much better it is to weep at joy than to joy at weeping!    Much Ado, i. 4.  8873
  How much easier it is to be generous than just!    Junius.  8874
  How much lies in laughter, the cipher-key wherewith we decipher the whole man.    Carlyle.  8875
  How much the wife is dearer than the bride!    Lyttelton.  8876
  How narrow our souls become when absorbed in any present good or ill! It is only the thought of the future that makes them great.    Jean Paul.  8877
  How noble is heroic insight without words in comparison to the adroitest flow of words without heroic insight!    Carlyle.  8878
  How noiseless is thought! No rolling of drums, no tramp of squadrons, or immeasurable tumult of baggage-waggons, attends its movements; in what obscure and sequestered places may the head be meditating which is one day to be crowned with more than imperial authority; for kings and emperors will be among its ministering servants; it will rule not over, but in all heads, and bend the world to its will.    Carlyle.  8879
  How oft do they their silver bowers leave / To come to succour us that succour want!    Spenser.  8880
  How one is vexed with little things in this life! The great evils one triumphs over bravely, but the little eat away one’s heart.    Mrs. Carlyle.  8881
  How paint to the sensual eye what passes in the holy-of-holies of man’s soul; in what words, known to these profane times, speak even afar-off of the unspeakable?    Carlyle.  8882
  How poor are they that have not patience! / What wound did ever heal but by degrees?    Othello, ii. 3.  8883
  How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, / How complicate, how wonderful is man!    Young.  8884
  How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!    Pope, after Homer.  8885
  How quick to know, but how slow to put in practice, is the human creature!    Goethe.  8886
  How quickly Nature falls into revolt / When gold becomes her object!    2 Henry IV., iv. 4.  8887
  How rarely reason guides the stubborn choice, / Rules the bold hand or prompts the suppliant voice.    Johnson.  8888
  How ready some people are to admire in a great man the exception rather than the rule of his conduct! Such perverse worship is like the idolatry of barbarous nations, who can see the noonday splendour of the sun without emotion, but who, when he is in eclipse, come forward with hymns and cymbals to adore him.    Canning.  8889
  How rich a man is, all desire to know, / But none enquire if good he be or no.    Herrick.  8890
  How sad a path it is to climb and descend another’s stairs!    Dante.  8891
  How science dwindles, and how volumes swell, / How commentators each dark pasage shun, / And hold their farthing candle to the sun!    Young.  8892
  How shall a man escape from his ancestors, or draw off from his veins the black drop which he drew from his father’s or his mother’s life?    Emerson.  8893
  How shall he give kindling in whose inward man there is no live coal, but all is burnt out to a dead grammatical cinder?    Carlyle.  8894
  How shall we know whether you are in earnest, if the deed does not accompany the word?    Schiller.  8895
  How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is / To have a thankless child!    King Lear, i. 4.  8896
  How small a part of time they share / That are so wondrous sweet and fair!    E. Waller.  8897
  How small, of all that human hearts endure, / That part which laws or kings can cause or cure! / Still to ourselves, in every place consigned, / Our own felicity we make or find.    Johnson.  8898
  How should he be easy who makes other men’s cares his own?    Thomas à Kempis.  8899
  How should thy virtue be above the shocks and shakings of temptation, when even the angels kept not their first estate, and man in Paradise so soon fell from innocence?    Thomas à Kempis.  8900
  How silver-sweet sound lovers’ tongues by night, / Like softest music to attending ears!    Romeo and Juliet, ii. 2.  8901
  How soon “not now” becomes “never!”    Luther.  8902
  How sour sweet music is, when time is broke and no proportion kept! So is it in the music of men’s lives.    Richard II., v. 5.  8903
  How still the evening is, / As hushed on purpose to grace harmony!    Much Ado, ii. 3.  8904
  How sweet it is to hear one’s own convictions from a stranger’s mouth.    Goethe.  8905
  How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! / Here will we sit and let the sounds of music / Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night / Become the touches of sweet harmony.    Mer. of Ven., v. 1.  8906
  How the sight of means to do ill deeds / Make deeds ill done!    King John, iv. 2.  8907
  How the world wags!    As You Like It, ii. 7.  8908
  How they gleam like spirits through the shadows of innumerable eyes from their thrones in the boundless depths of heaven!    Carlyle, on the stars.  8909
  How use doth breed habit in a man!    Two Gent. of Verona, v. 4.  8910
  How vainly seek / The selfish for that happiness denied / To aught but virtue!    Shelley.  8911
  How we clutch at shadows (in this dream-world) as if they were substances, and sleep deepest while fancying ourselves most awake!    Carlyle.  8912
  How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable / Seem to me all the uses of this world.    Hamlet, i. 2.  8913
  How well he’s read, to reason against reading!    Love’s L’s. Lost, i. 1.  8914
  How were friendship possible? In mutual devotedness to the good and true, otherwise impossible; except as armed neutrality or hollow commercial league.    Carlyle.  8915
  How wonderful is Death, / Death and his brother Sleep! / One, pale as yonder waning moon, / With lips of lurid blue; / The other, rosy as the morn, / When, throned on ocean’s wave, / It blushes o’er the world: / Yet both so passing wonderful.    Shelley.  8916
  How wounding a spectacle is it to see those who were by Christ designed for fishers of men, picking up shells on the shore, and unmanly wrangling about them too!    Decay of Piety.  8917
  How wretched is the man that hangs on by the favours of the great!    Burns.  8918
  Howe’er it be, it seems to me / ’Tis only noble to be good. / Kind hearts are more than coronets, / And simple faith than Norman blood.    Tennyson.  8919
  However, an old song, though to a proverb an instance of insignificance, is generally the only coin a poet has to pay with.    Burns.  8920
  However brilliant an action, it should not be esteemed great unless the result of a great motive.    La Rochefoucauld.  8921
  However far a man goes, he must start from his own door.    Proverb.  8922
  However varied the forms of destiny, the same elements are always present.    Schopenhauer.  8923
  Howsoever thou actest, let heaven be moved with thy purpose; let the aim of thy deeds traverse the axis of the earth.    Schiller.  8924
  Huc propius me, / Dum doceo insanire omnes, vos ordine adite—Come near me all in order, and I will convince you that you are mad, every one.    Horace.  8925
  Huic maxime putamus malo fuisse nimiam opinionem ingenii atque virtutis—This I think to have been the chief cause of his misfortune, an overweening estimate of his own genius and valour.    Nepos, of Themistocles.  8926
  Huic versatile ingenium sic pariter ad omnia fait, ut natum ad id unum diceres, quodcunque ageret—This man’s genius was so versatile, so equal to every pursuit, that you would pronounce him to have been born for whatever thing he was engaged on.    Livy, on the elder Cato.  8927
  Human action is a seed of circumstances (Verhängnissen) scattered in the dark land of the future and hopefully left to the powers that rule human destiny.    Schiller.  8928
  Human beliefs, like all other natural growths, elude the barriers of system.    George Eliot.  8929
  Human brutes, like other beasts, find snares and poison in the provisions of life, and are allured by their appetites to their destruction.    Swift.  8930
  Human courage should rise to the height of human calamity.    Gen. Lee.  8931
  Human creatures will not go quite accurately together, any more than clocks will.    Carlyle.  8932
  Human felicity is lodged in the soul, not in the flesh.    Seneca.  8933
  Human intellect, if you consider it well, is the exact summary of human worth.    Carlyle.  8934
  Human judgment is finite, and it ought always to be charitable.    W. Winter.  8935
  Human knowledge is the parent of doubt.    Greville.  8936
  Human life is a constant want, and ought to be a constant prayer.    S. Osgood.  8937
  Human life is everywhere a state in which much is to be endured and little to be enjoyed.    Johnson.  8938
  Human life is more governed by fortune than by reason.    Hume.  8939
  Human nature in its fulness is necessarily human; without love, it is inhuman; without sense (nous), inhuman; without discipline, inhuman.    Ruskin.  8940
  Human nature … / Is not a punctual presence, but a spirit / Diffused through time and space.    Wordsworth.  8941
  Human nature (Menschheit) we owe to father and mother, but our humanity (Menschlichkeit) we owe to education.    Weber.  8942
  Human reason is like a drunken man on horseback; set it up on one side, and it tumbles over on the other.    Luther.  8943
  Human society is made up of partialities.    Emerson.  8944
  Humani nihil alienum—Nothing that concerns man is indifferent to me.    Motto.  8945
  Humanität sei unser ewig Ziel—Be humanity evermore our goal.    Goethe.  8946
  Humanitati qui se non accommodat, / Plerumque pœnas oppetit superbiæ—He who does not conform to courtesy generally pays the penalty of his haughtiness.    Phædrus.  8947
  Humanity is about the same all the world over.    Donn Piatt.  8948
  Humanity is better than gold.    Goldsmith.  8949
  Humanity is constitutionally lazy.    J. G. Holland.  8950
  Humanity is great but men are small.    Borne.  8951
  Humanity is never so beautiful as when praying for forgiveness, or else forgiving another.    Jean Paul.  8952
  Humanity is one, and not till Lazarus is cured of his sores will Dives be safe.    Celia Burleigh.  8953
  Humanity is the virtue of a woman, generosity of a man.        Adam Smith.  8954
  Humanum amare est, humanum autem ignoscere est—It is natural to love, and it is natural also to forgive.    Plautus.  8955
  Humanum est errare—To err is human.  8956
  Humble wedlock is far better than proud virginity.    St. Augustine.  8957
  Humbleness is always grace, always dignity.    Lowell.  8958
  Humiles laborant ubi potentes dissident—The humble are in danger when those in power disagree.    Phædrus.  8959
  Humility disarms envy and strikes it dead.    Collier.  8960
  Humility is a virtue all preach, none practise, and yet everybody is content to hear. The master thinks it good doctrine for his servant, the laity for the clergy, and the clergy for the laity.    Selden.  8961
  Humility is a virtue of so general, so exceeding good influence, that we can scarce purchase it too dear.    Thomas à Kempis.  8962
  Humility is often a feigned submission which we employ to supplant others.    La Rochefoucauld.  8963
  Humility is the altar upon which God wishes that we should offer Him His sacrifices.    La Rochefoucauld.  8964
  Humility is the hallmark of wisdom.    Jeremy Collier.  8965
  Humility is the only true wisdom by which we prepare our minds for all the possible vicissitudes of life.    Arliss’ Lit. Col.  8966
  Humility is the solid foundation of all the virtues.    Confucius.  8967
  Humility, that low, sweet root / From which all heavenly virtues shoot.    Moore.  8968
  Humour has justly been regarded as the finest perfection of poetic genius. He who wants it, be his other gifts what they may, has only half a mind; an eye for what is above him, not for what is about him or below him.    Carlyle.  8969
  Humour is a sort of inverse sublimity, exalting, as it were, into our affections what is below us, while sublimity draws down into our affections what is above us.    Carlyle.  8970
  Humour is consistent with pathos, while wit is not.    Coleridge.  8971
  Humour is of a genial quality and is closely allied to pity.    Henry Giles.  8972
  Humour is properly the exponent of low things; that which first renders them poetical to the mind.    Carlyle.  8973
  Humour is the mistress of tears.    Thackeray.  8974
  Humour, warm and all-embracing as the sunshine, bathes its objects in a genial and abiding light.    Whipple.  8975
  Hundreds of people can talk for one who can think, but thousands can think for one who can see. To see clearly is poetry, prophecy, and religion all in one.    Ruskin.  8976
  Hunger and cold betray a man to his enemy.    Proverb.  8977
  Hunger is a good cook.    Gaelic Proverb.  8978
  Hunger is the best sauce.    Proverb.  8979
  Hunger will break through stone walls.    Proverb.  8980
  Hungry bellies have no ears.    Proverb.  8981
  Hunt half a day for a forgotten dream.    Wordsworth.  8982
  Hunters generally know the most vulnerable part of the beast they pursue by the care which every animal takes to defend the side which is weakest.    Goldsmith.  8983
  Hunting was the labour of savages in North America, but the amusement of the gentlemen of England.    Johnson.  8984
  Hurtar el puerco, y dar los pies por Dios—To steal the pig, and give away the feet for God’s sake.    Spanish Proverb.  8985
  Husbands can earn money, but only wives can save it.    Proverb.  8986
  Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother, / That he might not beteem the winds of heaven / Visit her face too roughly.    Hamlet, i. 2.  8987
  Hypotheses non fingo—I frame no hypotheses.    Sir Isaac Newton.  8988
  [Greek]—Justice is simple, truth easy.    Lycurgus.  8989
  Hypothesen sind Wiegenlieder, womit der Lehrer seine Schüler einlullt—Hypotheses are the lullabies with which the teacher lulls his scholars to sleep.    Goethe.  8990
  Hysteron proteron—The last first, or the cart before the horse.    Greek.  8991


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