He loved also to think, I did it! And I believe the only people who are free from that weakness are those who have no work to call their own.
Each lived in a world of which the other knew nothing.
Does any one suppose that private prayer is necessarily candid—necessarily goes to the roots of action? Private prayer is inaudible speech, and speech is representative: who can represent himself just...
But we are frightened at much that is not strictly conceivable.
Opposition may become sweet to a man when he has christened it persecution.
He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
It will never rain roses: when we want to have more roses we must plant more trees.
Tom had never found any difficulty in discerning a pointer from a setter, when once he had been told the distinction, and his perceptive powers were not at all deficient. I fancy they were quite as st...
Passion is of the nature of seed, and finds nourishment within, tending to a predominance which determines all currents towards itself, and makes the whole life its tributary.
If there is an angel who records the sorrows of men as well as their sins, he knows how many and deep are the sorrows that spring from false ideas for which no man is culpable.
A woman dictates before marriage in order that she may have an appetite for submission afterwards.
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.
It's them that takes advantage that gets advantage i' this world.
Any coward can fight a battle when he's sure of winning; but give me the man who has pluck to fight when he's sure of losing. That's my way, sir; and there are many victories worse than a defeat.
To know intense joy without a strong bodily frame, one must have an enthusiastic soul.
Her little butterfly soul fluttered incessantly between memory and dubious expectation.
He was one of those men, and they are not the commonest, of whom we can know the best only by following them away from the marketplace, the platform, and the pulpit, entering with them into their own...
Eros has degenerated; he began by introducing order and harmony, and now he brings back chaos.
A woman may get to love by degrees—the best fire does not flare up the soonest.
What makes life dreary is want of motive.