Best friend my well-spring in the wilderness!
Blessed is the man who having nothing to say refrains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.
I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have not yet known what it is to have suffered and be healed, to have despaired and have r...
You must mind and not lower the Church in people's eyes by seeming to be frightened about it for such a little thing.
You must love your work, and not be always looking over the edge of it, wanting your play to begin. And the other is, you must not be ashamed of your work, and think it would be more honorable to you...
The prevarication and white lies which a mind that keeps itself ambitiously pure is as uneasy under as a great artist under the false touches that no eye detects but his own, are worn as lightly as me...
The Vicar’s talk was not always inspiriting: he had escaped being a Pharisee, but he had not escaped that low estimate of possibilities which we rather hastily arrive at as an inference from our own f...
In spite of his mildness and timidity in reproving, every one about him knew that on the exceptional occasions when he chose, he was absolute. He never, indeed, chose to be absolute except on some one...
In bed our yesterdays are too oppressive: if a man can only get up, though it be but to whistle or to smoke, he has a present which offers some resistance to the past—sensations which assert themselve...
If one is not to get into a rage sometimes, what is the good of being friends?
Author describes one character's optimism as, that quiet well-being which perhaps you and I have felt on a sunny afternoon when, in our brightest youth and health, life has opened a new vista for us,...
Our words have wings but fly not where we would.
If art does not enlarge men's sympathies, it does nothing morally.
Knowledge slowly builds up what Ignorance in an hour pulls down.
There are many victories worse than a defeat.
There is only one failure in life possible, and that is not to be true to the best one knows.
Let my body dwell in poverty, and my hands be as the hands of the toiler; but let my soul be as a temple of remembrance where the treasures of knowledge enter and the inner sanctuary is hope.
It is just that I don’t know how I could live without the hope of her. It would be like learning to live with wooden legs.