Love and religion! thought Clarissa, going back into the drawing room, tingling all over. How detestable, how detestable they are!
I was always going to the bookcase for another sip of the divine specific.
Human beings have neither kindness, nor faith, nor charity beyond what serves to increase the pleasure of the moment.
Whatever hour you woke there was a door shutting.
A good dinner is of great importance to good talk. One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.
They say the sky is the same everywhere. Travellers, the shipwrecked, exiles, and the dying draw comfort from the thought[.]
My notion's to think of the human beings first and let the abstract ideas take care of themselves.
I told you in the course of this paper that Shakespeare had a sister; but do not look for her in Sir Sidney Lee’s life of the poet. She died young—alas, she never wrote a word. She lies buried where t...
Not as oneself did one find rest ever, in her experience (she accomplished here something dexterous with her needles) but as a wedge of darkness.
The melancholy river bears us on. When the moon comes through the trailing willow boughs, I see your face, I hear your voice and the bird singing as we pass the osier bed. What are you whispering? Sor...
I am drowning, my dear, in seas of fire.
Still, life had a way of adding day to day
He called her a melon, a pineapple, an olive tree, an emerald, and a fox in the snow all in the space of three seconds; he did not know whether he had heard her, tasted her, seen her, or all three tog...
It was odd, she thought, how if one was alone, one leant to inanimate things; trees, streams, flowers; felt they expressed one; felt they became one; felt they knew one, in a sense were one; felt an i...
Different though the sexes are, they inter-mix. In every human being a vacillation from one sex to the other takes place, and often it is only the clothes that keep the male or female likeness, while...
One might fancy that day, the London day, was just beginning. Like a woman who had slipped off her print dress and white apron to array herself in blue and pearls, the day changed, put off stuff, took...
To feel anything strongly was to create an abyss between oneself and others who feel strongly perhaps but differently.
However, the majority of women are neither harlots nor courtesans; nor do they sit clasping pug dogs to dusty velvet all through the summer afternoon. But what do they do then? and there came to my mi...
Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book shown to him by heart and his friends can only read the title.
What a vast fertility of pleasure books hold for me! I went in and found the table laden with books. I looked in and sniffed them all. I could not resist carrying this one off and broaching it. I thin...
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