The credulity of crowds is never-ending.
It is strange, is it not, how a person can adore one's soul so much that they adore one's body also?
DYER. No, I am not of your Mind, for the Dialogue was fitted up with too much Facility. Words must be pluckt from Obscurity and nourished with Care, improved with Art and corrected with Application. L...
And we recall in Dickens' fiction how universal it is that a child looks after an adult, and how the adult remains so dependent upon the child that he becomes something worse than child-like.
Worshipped was that of Mammon. It is difficult to estimate the size of monastic occupation. At the time it was believed that the clergy owned one third of the land, but it may be safe to presume that...
The Gulphe in which truth lies is bottomless and it will wash over whatever is thrown into it.
Yet the stomach for war breeds an appetite for money.
The endless chatter of this journey had wearied me.
I would have no need for the Memory Of Things past if those which were Present were more agreeable
He stood beneath the white tower, and looked up at it with that mournful expression which his face always carried in repose: for one moment he thought of climbing up its cracked and broken stone, and...
There were pools of light among the stacks, directly beneath the bulbs which Philip had switched on, but it was now with an unexpected fearfulness that he saw how the books stretched away into the dar...
There are no haunted houses...only haunted people
Who can give more heat to the fire, or joy to heaven, or pain to hell? A ring upon a nun is like a ring in a sow’s nose. Your best friend is still alive. Who is that? You. The sun is none the worse fo...
Those who pursue the process of living are those who create the history
There is one person who can save you, sire.’ ‘Who is that?’ ‘Merlin. The great magician. He is the man who made the abbey church of Derby disappear into the earth. He will know how to heal you. He wil...
There is nothing in England more constant than the inconstancy of dress.
Then he took the pages, smoothed them with the palm of his hand, and fixed them with pins to the walls. So that now, if he sat looking down upon Grape Street, the letters and images encircled him. And...
The root of narcissism lies in anxiety, and the fear of fragmentation, which may be assuaged by the sight of the reflection.
Some drink to forget, I drink to remember. I drink in order to understand what I mean and to discover what I know. Under its benign influence all the stories and dramas which properly belong to the sp...
So we may use our books to form a barricade against the world,interweaving their words with our own to ward off the heat of the day.