The beautiful has but one type, the ugly has a thousand.
The beautiful has but one type, the ugly a thousand
England has two books, one which she has made and one which has made her: Shakespeare and the Bible.
Short as life is, we make it still shorter by the careless waste of time.
There is a sacred horror about everything grand. It is easy to admire mediocrity and hills; but whatever is too lofty, a genius as well as a mountain, an assembly as well as a masterpiece, seen too near, is appalling.
Hell is an outrage on humanity. When you tell me that your deity made you in his image, I reply that he must have been very ugly.
Great perils have this beauty, that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers.
When a woman is talking to you, listen to what she says with her eyes.
Son, brother, father, lover, friend. There is room in the heart for all the affections, as there is room in heaven for all the stars.
Evil. Mistrust those who rejoice at it even more than those who do it.
A creditor is worse than a slave-owner; for the master owns only your person, but a creditor owns your dignity, and can command it.
Our acts make or mar us, we are the children of our own deeds.
Everything bows to success, even grammar.
There is no such thing as a little country. The greatness of a people is no more determined by their numbers than the greatness of a man is by his height.
How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.