“Wealth begins . . . in giving on all sides by tools and auxiliaries the greatest possible extension to our powers; as if it added feet and hands and eyes and blood. . . .” IfsGivingHandsEyeSidesWealthBloodFeetToolsExtensions Author:Marsilio Ficino
“No man can claim to usurp more than a few cubic feet of the audibilities of a public room. . . .” MenRoomsFeetClaims Author:Marsilio Ficino
“What is odious but . . . people . . . who toast their feet on the register. . . .” PeopleFeetRegisterToasts Author:Marsilio Ficino
“[Nature said] The sea shall disjoin the people [of England] from others, and knit them to a fierce nationality. It shall give them markets on every side. Long time I will keep them on their feet, by poverty, border-wars . . . seafaring . . .” PeopleGivingLongSaidWarSidesNaturePovertySeaFeetLong TimeEnglandBordersFierceNationality Author:Marsilio Ficino
“There is a moment in the history of every nation, when . . . the perceptive powers reach their ripeness and have not yet become microscopic: so that man, at that instant . . . with his feet still planted on the immense forces of night, converses by his eyes and brain with solar and stellar creation.” MenStillsMomentsEyeNightForceNationsBrainFeetCreationHistoricalInstantHis EyesImmenseConversesStellarRipeness Author:Marsilio Ficino
“The abstractionist and the materialist thus mutually exasperating each other, and the scoffer expressing the worst of materialism, there arises a third party to occupy the middle ground between these two, the skeptic, namely. He finds both wrong by being in extremes. He labors to plant his feet, to be the beam of the balance.” TwoPartyFeetMiddleWorstBalanceLaborThirdsPlantExtremesAriseMaterialismSkepticBeamMiddle GroundThird PartiesScoffers Author:Marsilio Ficino
“Books that distribute things... with as daring a freedom as we use in dreams, put us on our feet again.” BookUseDreamFreedomFeetDaringAbsolute Freedom Author:Marsilio Ficino
“Who can wonder at the attractiveness... of the bar, for our ambitious young men, when the highest bribes of society are at the feet of the successful orator?” MenSuccessYoungWonderSuccessfulFeetHighestBarsYoung ManAmbitiousBribeAttractivenessOrators Author:Marsilio Ficino
“You are running to seek your friend. Let your feet run, but your mind need not.” NeedsMindRunningFriendshipFeet Author:Marsilio Ficino
“Poetry being an attempt to express, not the common sense, - as the avoirdupois of the hero, or his structure in feet and inches, - but the beauty and soul in his aspect . . . runs into fable, personifies every fact. . . .” SoulFactsRunningCommonBeautyFeetHeroAspectStructureCommon SensePoetry IsInchesFables Author:Marsilio Ficino
“The fate of the poor shepherd, who, blinded and lost in the snow-storm, perishes in a drift within a few feet of his cottage door, is an emblem of the state of man.” MenStatesLostPoorFateDoorsFeetLosingStormSnowShepherdsBlindedCottagesEmblemsSnow Storms Author:Marsilio Ficino
“. . . the poor man, whom the law does not allow to take . . . a pair of shoes for his freezing feet, is allowed to put his hand into the pocket of the rich, and say, You shall educate me. . . .” MenDoeHandsLawPoorRichFeetShoesPocketsPairsEducatePoor ManFreezingPair Of Shoes Author:Marsilio Ficino
“Law it is . . . which hears without ears, sees without eyes, moves without feet and seizes without hands.” HandsEyeMovingLawFeetEars Author:Marsilio Ficino
“. . . if [writing] lift you from your feet with the great voice of eloquence, then the effect is to be wide, slow, permanent, over the minds of men; . . .” IfsMenWritingMindVoiceFeetEffectsWideLiftsPermanentEloquenceGreat Voice Author:Marsilio Ficino
“[The imagination] . . . inspires an audacious mental habit. We are as elastic as the gas of gunpowder, and . . . a word dropped in conversation, sets free our fancy, and instantly our heads are bathed with galaxies, and our feet tread the floor of the Pit.” ImaginationFeetInspireHabitConversationFancyGasGalaxyPitsAudaciousGunpowder Author:Marsilio Ficino
“Laurel crowns cleave to deserts And power to him who power exerts; Hast not thy share? On winged feet, Lo! it rushes thee to meet; . . .” PowerFeetShareTheeDesertCrownsLaurels Author:Marsilio Ficino
