I've always mistrusted that sort o' learning as leaves folks foolish and unreasonable about business.
Her heart went out to him with a stronger movement than ever, at the thought that people would blame him. Maggie hated blame; she had been blamed her whole life, and nothing had come of it but evil te...
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...
Falsehood is so easy, truth so difficult....Examine your words well, and you will find that even when you have no motive to be false, it is a very hard thing to say the exact truth, even about your ow...
Esther always avoided asking questions of Lydley, who found an answer as she found a key, by pouring out a pocketful of miscellanies.
Play not with paradoxes. That caustic which you handle in order to scorch others may happen to sear your own fingers and make them dead to the quality of things.
The only failure a man ought to fear is failure in cleaving to the purpose he sees to be best.
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.
It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger after them.
In spite of his practical ability, some of his experience had petrified into maxims and quotations.
Is it not rather what we expect in men, that they should have numerous strands of experience lying side by side and never compare them with each other?
He was gradually discovering the delight there is in frank kindness and companionship between a man and a woman who have no passion to hide or confess.
We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it, if it were not the earth where the same flowers come up again every spring that we used to gather with our tiny fingers as...
Uncomfortable thoughts must be got rid of by good intentions for the future,
To the receptive soul the river of life pauseth not, nor is diminished.
These familiar flowers, these well-remembered bird-notes, this sky, with its fitful brightness, these furrowed and grassy fields, each with a sort of personality given to it by the capricious hedgerow...
The thirst that from the soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine.
Society never made the preposterous demand that a man should think as much about his own qualifications for making a charming girl happy as he thinks of hers for making himself happy. As if a man coul...
She says, he is a great soul.—A great bladder for dried peas to rattle in! said Mrs. Cadwallader.
Pity that consequences are determined not by excuses but by actions!