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| Variety is the very spice of life. Cowper. | 1 |
| Even pleasure cloys without variety. Ovid. | 2 |
| Where order in variety we see; and where, though all things differ, all agree. Pope. | 3 |
| Variety is the condition of harmony. James Freeman Clarke. | 4 |
| Variety is the mother of enjoyment. Disraeli. | 5 |
| Whatever is natural admits of variety. Mme. de Staël. | 6 |
| Diversity, that is my motto. La Fontaine. | 7 |
| Amidst the soft variety Im lost. Addison. | 8 |
| Tired of the last, and eager of the new. Prior. | 9 |
| Ladies like variegated tulips show. Pope. | 10 |
| The most universal quality is diversity. Montaigne. | 11 |
| All, with one consent, praise new-born gawds. Shakespeare. | 12 |
| That divine gift which makes a woman charming. Beaconsfield. | 13 |
| Nothing is pleasant that is not spiced with variety. Bacon. | 14 |
| There is a grace in wild variety surpassing rule and order. William Mason. | 15 |
| Variety is a positive requisite even in the character of our food. Ruskin. | 16 |
| Variety alone gives joy; the sweetest meats the soonest cloy. Prior. | 17 |
| All sorts are here that all the earth yields, variety without end. Milton. | 18 |
| There is a variety in the tempers of good men. Atterbury. | 19 |
| Variety is nothing else but a continued novelty. South. | 20 |
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| Gods, that never change their state, vary oft their love and hate. Waller. | 21 |
| That each from other differs, first confess; next that he varies from himself no less. Pope. | 22 |
| The most delightful pleasures cloy without variety. Publius Syrus. | 23 |
| I take it to be a principal rule of life, not to be too much addicted to any one thing. Terence. | 24 |
| | Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale |
| Her infinite variety. |
Shakespeare. | 25 |
| For variety of mere nothings gives more pleasure than uniformity of something. Jean Paul Richter. | 26 |
| God hath here varied His bounty so with new delights! Milton. | 27 |
| | When our old Pleasures die, |
| Some new One still is nigh; |
| Oh! fair Variety! |
Nicholas Rowe. | 28 |
| As land is improved by sowing it with various seeds, so is the mind by exercising it with different studies. Pliny. | 29 |
| In books and love the mind one end pursues, and only change the expiring flame renews. Gay. | 30 |
| God hath varied the inclinations of men according to the variety of actions to be performed. Sir T. Browne. | 31 |
| Countless the various species of mankind; countless the shades which separate mind from mind. Gifford. | 32 |
| The charm of London is that you are never glad or sorry for ten minutes together; in the country you are one or the other for weeks. Dr. Johnson. | 33 |
| Therefore doth heaven divide the state of man in divers functions, setting endeavor in continual motion. Shakespeare. | 34 |
| The lights and shades, whose well-accorded strife gives all the strength and color of our life. Pope. | 35 |
| | Nature, through all her works, in great degree, |
| Borrows a blessing from variety. |
| Music itself her needful aid requires |
| To rouse the soul, and wake our dying fires. |
Churchill. | 36 |
| How nature delights and amuses us by varying even the character of insects; the ill-nature of the wasp, the sluggishness of the drone, the volatility of the butterfly, the slyness of the bug! Sydney Smith. | 37 |
| | The earth was made so various, that the mind |
| Of desultory man, studious of change |
| And pleased with novelty, might be indulged. |
Cowper. | 38 |
| | Not chaos-like together crushd and bruisd, |
| But, as the world, harmoniously confusd, |
| Where order in variety we see, |
| And where, though all things differ, all agree. |
Pope. | 39 |
| | How widely its agencies vary, |
| To save, to ruin, to curse, to bless, |
| As even its minted coins express, |
| Now stampd with the image of good Queen Bess, |
| And now of Bloody Mary. |
Hood. | 40 |
| | Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth |
| With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, |
| Covering the earth with odors, fruits, and flocks, |
| Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable, |
| But all to please and sate the curious taste? |
Milton. | 41 |
| | Now, by two-headed Janus, |
| Nature hath framd strange fellows in her time: |
| Some that will evermore peep through their eyes, |
| And laugh, like parrots, at a bagpiper; |
| And other of such vinegar aspect, |
| That theyll not show their teeth in way of smile, |
| Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable. |
Shakespeare. | 42 |
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