Consequences are unpitying.
History, we know, is apt to repeat itself.
Life began with waking up and loving my mother's face.
Starting a long way off the true point, and proceeding by loops and zigzags , we now and then arrive just where we ought to be.
Hold up your head! You were not made for failure, you were made for victory. Go forward with a joyful confidence.
Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart.
It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger after them.
It is pleasant to have a kind word now and then when one is not near enough to have a kind glance or a hearty shake by the hand.
Failure after long perseverance is much grander than never to have a striving good enough to be called a failure.
Nice distinctions are troublesome. It is so much easier to say that a thing is black, than to discriminate the particular shade of brown, blue, or green, to which it really belongs. It is so much easier to make up your mind that your neighbour is good for nothing, than to enter into all the circumstances that would oblige you to modify that opinion.
Nothing is so good as it seems beforehand.
Often the soul is ripened into fuller goodness while age has spread an ugly film, so that mere glances can never divine the preciousness of the fruit.
I like not only to be loved, but to be told that I am loved; the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave.
Do we not all agree to call rapid thought and noble impulse by the name of inspiration?
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
I've never any pity for conceited people, because I think they carry their comfort about with them.
She was no longer wrestling with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts.
In poor Rosamond's mind there was not room enough for luxuries to look small in.
It is not ignoble to feel that the fuller life which a sad experience has brought us is worth our personal share of pain. The growth of higher feeling within us is like the growth of faculty, bringing with it a sense of added strength. We can no more wish to return to a narrower sympathy than painters or musicians can wish to return to their cruder manner, or philosophers to their less complete formulas.
People who live at a distance are naturally less faulty than those immediately under our own eyes.
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
Veracity is a plant of paradise, and the seeds have never flourished beyond the walls.
Any coward can fight a battle when he's sure of winning.
I have nothing to tell except travellers' stories, which are always tiresome, like the description of a play which was very exciting to those who saw it.
The troublesome ones in a family are usually either the wits or the idiots.
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