C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.
Complaint is more contemptible than pitiful.
We lose the right of complaining sometimes by forbearing it; but we often treble the force.
Complaint is the largest tribute heaven receives.
The usual fortune of complaint is to excite contempt more than pity.
We are too prone to find fault; let us look for some of the perfections.
Constant complaint is the poorest sort of pay for all the comforts we enjoy.
Every one must see daily instances of people who complain from a mere habit of complaining.
I have always despised the whining yelp of complaint, and the cowardly feeble resolve.
I will not be as those who spend the day in complaining of headache, and the night in drinking the wine that gives the headache.
Our condition never satisfies us; the present is always the worst. Though Jupiter should grant his request to each, we should continue to importune him.
To tell thy misries will no comfort breed;
Men help thee most, that think thou hast no need;
But if the world once thy misfortunes know, Thou soon shalt lose a friend and find a foe.
11 All our murmurings are so many arrows shot at God Himself, and they will return upon our own hearts; they reach not Him, but they will hit us; they hurt not Him, but they will wound us; therefore it is better to be mute than to murmur; it is dangerous to provoke a consuming fire.