An election is coming. Universal peace is declared, and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.
I should like to know what is the proper function of women, if it is not to make reasons for husbands to stay at home, and still stronger reasons for bachelors to go out.
The intense happiness of our union is derived in a high degree from the perfect freedom with which we each follow and declare our own impressions.
Will was not without his intentions to be always generous, but our tongues are little triggers which have usually been pulled before general intentions can be brought to bear.
There’s Jeremy Taylor’s ‘Holy Living and Dying’ among ‘em. I read
There is something sustaining in the very agitation that accompanies the first shocks of trouble, just as an acute pain is often a stimulus, and produces an excitement which is transient strength. It...
The existence of insignificant people has very important consequences in the world. It can be shown to affect the price of bread and the rate of wages, to call forth many evil tempers from the selfish...
Surely there was something taught her by this experience of great need; and she must be learning a secret of human tenderness and long-suffering, that the less erring could hardly know?
One gets a bad habit of being unhappy.
It's easy finding reasons why other folks should be patient.
I had some ambition. I meant everything to be different with me. I thought I had more strength and mastery. But the most terrible obstacles are such as nobody can see except oneself.
He was conscious of being irritated by ridiculously small causes, which were half of his own creation. Why was he making any fuss about Mrs. Casaubon? And yet he felt as if something had happened to h...
Everything comes to light, Nancy, sooner or later. When God Almighty wills it, our secrets are found out.
After all, the true seeing is within.
An ass may bray a good while before he shakes the stars down.
Music sweeps by me as a messenger carrying a message that is not for me.
A woman's hopes are woven of sunbeams a shadow annihilates them.
The first condition of human goodness is something to love the second something to revere.
Hatred is like fire-it makes even light rubbish deadly.
Yes, the house must be inhabited, and we will see by whom; for imagination is a licensed trespasser: it has no fear of dogs, but may climb over walls and peep in at windows with impunity.