There's no work so tirin' as danglin' about an' starin' an' not rightly knowin' what you're goin' to do next; and keepin' your face i' smilin' order like a grocer o' market-day for fear people shouldn...
The progress of the world can certainly never come at all save by the modified action of the individual beings who compose the world.
Rosamund, taken hold of by an emotion stronger than her own--hurried along in a new movement which gave all things some new, awful, undefined aspect--could find no words, but involuntarily she put her...
What do we live for if not to make life less difficult for each other?
She hates everything that is not what she longs for.
Let a prejudice be bequeathed, carried in the air, adopted by hearsay, caught in through the eye,–however it may come, these minds will give it a habitation; it is something to assert strongly and bra...
Bodily haste and exertion usually leave our thoughts very much at the mercy of our feelings and imagination.
It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are still alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger for them.
The reward of one duty is the power to fulfill another.
For there is no creature whose inward being is so strong that it is not greatly determined by what lies outside it.
Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
Mortals are easily tempted to pinch the life out of their neighbor's buzzing glory, and think that such killing is no murder.
What loneliness is more lonely than distrust?
The memory has as many moods as the temper, and shifts its scenery like a diorama.
Pride only helps us to be generous; it never makes us so, any more than vanity makes us witty.
Not at all, said Dorothea, with the most open kindness. I like you very much.Will was not quite contented, thinking that he would apparently have been of more importance if he had been disliked. He sa...
How can a man’s candour be seen in all its lustre unless he has a few failings to talk of? But he had an agreeable confidence that his faults were all of a generous kind—impetuous, arm-blooded, leonin...
Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are.
The brethren sometimes err in measuring the Divine love by the sinner's knowledge.
Her profile as well as her stature and bearing seemed to gain the more dignity from her plain garments, which by the side of provincial fashion gave her the impressiveness of a fine quotation from the...