C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.


He in peace is wounded, not in war.


  • The wound of peace is surety,
  • Surety secure.
  • Shakespeare.

  • H’ had got a hurt
  • O’ th’ inside of a deadlier sort.
  • Butler.

  • Show you sweet Cæsar’s wounds, poor, poor dumb mouths,
  • And bid them speak for me.
  • Shakespeare.

  • The private wound is deepest: O time most accurs’d
  • ’Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst.
  • Shakespeare.

    No, ’tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door; but ’tis enough, ’twill serve.


  • Thou hast wounded the spirit that loved thee
  • And cherish’d thine image for years;
  • Thou hast taught me at last to forget thee,
  • In secret, in silence, and tears.
  • Mrs. David Porter.

  • What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
  • The heart’s bleed longest, and but heal to wear
  • That which disfigures it.
  • Byron.