Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.
Quote by George Eliot
He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
Worldly faces never look so worldly as at a funeral
All meanings, we know, depend on the key of interpretation.
Our consciousness rarely registers the beginning of a growth within us any more than without...
Kisses honeyed by oblivion.
Little children are still the symbol of the eternal marriage between love and duty
Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no memories of outlived sorrow
Our deeds determine us, as much as we determine our deeds.
All the learnin' my father paid for was a bit o' birch at one end...
Knowledge slowly builds up what Ignorance in an hour pulls down
Might, could, would - they are contemptible auxiliaries.
Quarrel? Nonsense; we have not quarreled. If one is not to get into a rage...
It's but little good you'll do a-watering the last year's crops.
Truth has rough flavours if we bite it through.
Friendships begin with liking or gratitude roots that can be pulled up.
No evil dooms us hopelessly except the evil we love, and desire to continue in,...
What makes life dreary is the want of a motive.
The finest language is mostly made up of simple unimposing words.
There are some cases in which the sense of injury breeds not the will to...
Cruelty, like every other vice, requires no motive outside of itself; it only requires opportunity.