Time like money is measured by our needs.
I'm not denyin' the women are foolish. God Almighty made 'em to match the men.
Death is the king of this world: 'Tis his park where he breeds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet.
You should read history and look at ostracism, persecution, martyrdom, and that kind of thing. They always happen to the best men, you know.
We begin by knowing little and believing much, and we sometimes end by inverting the quantities.
When he turned his head quickly his hair seemed to shake out light, and some persons thought they saw decided genius in this coruscation. Mr. Casaubon, on the contrary, stood rayless.
The great safeguard of society and of domestic life was, that opinions were not acted on. Sane people did what their neighbors did, so that if any lunatics were at large, one might know and avoid them...
She opened her curtains, and looked out towards the bit of road that lay in view, with fields beyond outside the entrance-gates. On the road there was a man with a bundle on his back and a woman carry...
Most of us who turn to any subject with love remember some morning or evening hour when we got on a high stool to reach down an untried volume, or sat with parted lips listening to a new talker, or fo...
Men outlive their love, but they don’t outlive the consequences of their recklessness.
If you could only speak the devil fair enough, he might save you the cost of the doctor. Such strange lingering echoes of the old demon-worship might perhaps even now be caught by the diligent listene...
I wonder if any other girl thinks her father the best man in the world!Nonsense, child; you'll think your husband better.Impossible, said Mary, relapsing into her usual tone; husbands are an inferior...
Destiny stands by sarcastic with our dramatis personae folded in her hand.
The desire to conquer is itself a sort of subjection.
Blessed influence of one truly loving soul on another!
There's folks 'ud stand on their heads and then say the fault was i' their boots.
The strongest principle of growth lies in human choice.
Any coward can fight a battle when he's sure of winning.
Fate has carried me'Mid the thick arrows: I will keep my stand--Not shrink and let the shaft pass by my breastTo pierce another.
But the vicar of St. Botolph's had certainly escaped the slightest tincture of the Pharisee, and by dint of admitting to himself that he was too much as other men were, he had become remarkably unlike...