Nothing like the act of eating for equalising men. Dying is nothing to it. The philosopher dies sententiously--the pharisee ostentatiously--the simple-hearted humbly--the poor idiot blindly, as the sp...
Much of this nervous dread of encountering strangers I ascribed to the idea of her personal ugliness, which had been strongly impressed upon her imagination early in life, and which she exaggerated to...
Mr. Thornton stood by one of the windows, with his back to the door, apparently absorbed in watching something in the street. But, in truth, he was afraid of himself. His heart beat thick at the thoug...
MISTAKES CLEARED UP 'Your beauty was the first that won the place, And scal'd the walls of my undaunted heart, Which, captive now, pines in a caitive case, Unkindly met with rigour for desert;— Ye...
Large houses are still occupied, while spinners’ and weavers’ cottages stand empty, because the families that once filled them are obliged to live in rooms or cellars. Carriages still roll along the s...
It's no wonder to my mind, when I hear ladies talk such a deal about being ladies-- and when they're such fearful, delicate, dainty ladies too-- I say it's no wonder there are no longer any saints on...
It is part of His plan to send suffering to bring out a higher good; but surely it's also part of His plan that as much of the burden of suffering as can be should be lightened by those whom it is His...
Indeed! I am truly glad to hear it. I always always fond of Osborne; and, do you know, I never really took to Roger; I respected him and all that, of course. But to compare him with Mr. Henderson! Mr....
In short, Miss Hale, it is very evident that your informant found a pretty ready listener to all the slander he chose to utter against the masters,' said Mr. Thornton, in an offended tone.
In a few minutes tea was brought. Very delicate was the china, very old the plate, very thin the bread-and-butter, and very small the lumps of sugar. Sugar was evidently Mrs. Jamieson's favourite econ...
If she could have anticipated them, how she would have shrunk away and hid herself from the coming time! And yet day by day had, of itself, and by itself, been very endurable — small, keen, bright lit...
If a wish could have transported her, she would have gone off; just for one day.
I wish I could love people as you do, Molly!''Don't you?' said the other, in surprise.'No. A good number of people love me, I believe, or at least they think they do; but I never seem to care much for...
I sometimes think he's half a woman himself, he spends so much money and is so unreasonable.
How little can the rich man know Of what the poor man feels, When Want, like some dark demon foe, Nearer and nearer steals! HE never tramp'd the weary round, A stroke of work to gain, And sicken'd at...
He could not - say rather, he would not - deny himself the chance of the pleasure of seeing Margaret. He had no end in this but the present gratification.
Come what will, I cannot, when I write, think always of myself and of what is elegant and charming in femininity; it is not on those terms, or with such ideas, I ever took pen in hand: and if it is on...
But you don't think her fit to go to Liverpool? asked Mary, still in the anxious tone of one who wishes earnestly for some particular decision. To Liverpool-yes, replied he. A short journey like that...
But when she got into her own, she locked the door, and sate down to cry unwonted tears.
But the monotonous life led by invalids often makes them like children, inasmuch as they have neither of them any sense of proportion in events, and seem each to believe that the walls and curtains wh...