They had nothing in common but the English language, and tried by its help to express what neither of them understood.
There's never any great risk as long as you have money.
It is the vice of a vulgar mind to be thrilled by bigness, to think that a thousand square miles are a thousand times more wonderful than one square mile, and that a million square miles are almost th...
And the triviality faded from their faces, though it left something behind -- the knowledge that they could never be parted because their love was rooted in common things.
Some reviews give pain. This is regrettable, but no author has the right to whine. He was not obliged to be an author. He invited publicity, and he must take the publicity that comes along.
The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world; it will accept those whom breeding and intellect and culture have alike rejected. The commonplace person begins to play, and shoots into the empy...
The issues Miss Quested had raised were so much more important than she was herself that people inevitably forgot her.
How can the mind take hold of such a country? Generations of invaders have tried, but they remain in exile. The important towns they build are only retreats, their quarrels the malaise of men who cann...
A thousand little civilities create tenderness in time.
For the dead, who seem to take away so much, really take with them nothing that is ours.
Belief’s always right.. It’s all right and it’s also unmistakable. Every man has somewhere about him some belief for which he’d die. Only isn’t it improbable that your parents and guardians told it to...
A slow nature such as Maurice's appears insensitive, for it needs time even to feel. Its instinct is to assume that nothing either for good or evil has happened, and to resist the invader. Once grippe...
Nothing ever happens to me, " she reflected..... An older person at such an hour and in such a place might think that sufficient was happening to him, and rest content. Lucy desired more.
You talk as if a god had made the Machine, cried the other. I believe that you pray to it when you are unhappy. Men made it, do not forget that. Great men, but men. The Machine is much, but not everyt...
The armour of falsehood is subtly wrought out of darkness, and hides a man not only from others, but from his own soul.
Perhaps anything that he did would have pleased Lucy, but his awkwardness went straight to her heart.
It is easy to sympathize at a distance,' said an old gentleman with a beard. 'I value more the kind word that is spoken close to my ear.
I was yours once 'till death if you'd cared to keep me, but I'm someone else's now - I can't hang about whining forever - and he's mine in a way that shocks you, but why don't you stop being shocked,...
I am an unspeakable of the Oscar Wilde sort.
You only care about the things that you can use, and therefore arrange them in the following order: Money, supremely useful; intellect, rather useful; imagination, of no use at all. No—for the other h...