A. E. Housman Quotes

None of God's Creatures absolutely consider'd are in their own Nature Contemptible; the meanest Fly, the poorest Insect has its Use and Vertue.

All knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use.

Nothing natural can be wholly unworthy.

The usefulness of science is sometimes exaggerated. You'd never talk about music being useful or art being useful.

it is as unseeing to ask what is the use of poetry as it would be to ask what is the use of religion.

Mathematics commands all my respect, but I have no use for engines.

Tis use alone that sanctifies expense And splendor borrow all her rays from sense.

No human being, when you understand his desires, is worthless. No one's life is nothing.

To use is necessary. And if you can't be used, then you're useless.

Some are created for beauty, and some for use; and there are some which one can do without altogether.

All the good things of the world are no further good to us than as they are of use; and of all we may heap up we enjoy only as much as we can use, and no more.

It is not difficult to know a thing; what is difficult is to know how to use what you know

As a rule we disbelieve all the facts and theories for which we have no use.

An idea is worthless unless you use it.

Everything that I make I use.

Every man is somebody because he is a child of God.

It is not a question how much a man knows, but what use he can make of what he knows.

Purity in body and heart May please some--as for me, I make no boast. For, as you know, no master of a household Has all of his utensils made of gold; Some are wood, and yet they are of use.

It is, of course, quite true that God will not love you any less, or have less use for you, if you happen to have been born with a very second-rate brain.

True virtue, wheresoever it moves, still carries an intrinsic worth about it.

Use it, Rosie, that's what it's there for.

The Most beautiful human deed, is to be useful to others.

Riches are of no value in themselves; their use is discovered only in that which they procure.

Our quilts were more than useful, they had the faint sentimentality of a pressed flower. And no more beauty. We did not value them for their appearance, but for the memories in them, for their good wearing qualities and the thrift they represented.