O comfort-killing Night, image of hell!
Dim register and notary of shame!
Black stage for tragedies and murders fell!
Vast, sin-concealing chaos! nurse of blame!
Blind, muffled bawd! dark harbor for defame!
Grim cave of death! whispering conspirator,
With close-tongued treason and the ravisher! [ William Shakespeare ]
A ship in harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for. [ John A. Shedd ]
To harbor hatred and animosity in the soul makes one irritable, gloomy, and prematurely old. [ Auerbach ]
Let us love! let us enjoy the fugitive hour! Man has no harbor, time has no shores: it runs, and we pass! [ Lamartine ]
As the harbor is the refuge of the ship from the tempest, so is friendship the refuge of man in adversity. [ Demophilus ]
Let us enjoy the fugitive hour. Man Bias no harbor, time has no shore; it rushes on, and carries us with it. [ Lamartine ]
To protect ourselves against the storms of passion, marriage with a good woman is a harbor in the tempest; but with a bad woman it is a tempest in the harbor. [ J. Petit-Senn ]
No man will harbor any fear of degradation in the ranks of literature, because he has devoted his portion of ability and learning to the drudgery of a dictionary. [ C. Richardson ]
To protect one's self against the storms of passion, marriage with a good woman is a harbor in the tempest; but with a bad woman, it proves a tempest in the harbor. [ J. Petit-Senn ]
Life is a sea; the soul the threatened ship; sin, Satan, and hell the dangers to be met; and Christ the great pilot, who will bring the soul into the heavenly harbor. [ J. Foster ]
The good pilot knows the whereabouts of every sunken rock in the harbor; how much of joy there would be in the world if all men knew the sunken rocks in the harbor of life. [ Catherine A. Atmould ]
A phlegmatic insensibility is as different from patience as a pool from a harbor; into the one, indolence naturally sinks us; but if we arrive at the other, it is by encountering many an adverse wind and rough wave, with a more skillful pilot at the helm than self, and a company under better command than the passions. [ L. W. Dilwyn ]
The gloomy recess of an ecclesiastical library is like a harbor, into which a far-travelling curiosity has sailed with its freight, and cast anchor; the ponderous tomes are bales of the mind's merchandise; odors of distant countries and times steal from the red leaves the swelling ridges of vellum, and the titles in tarnished gold. [ R. A. Willmott ]