The fact is, you have fallen lately, Cecily, into a bad habit of thinking for yourself. You should give it up. It is not quite womanly... men don't like it. |
The final mystery is oneself. |
The first duty of life is to be as artificial as possible. What the second duty is no one as yet discovered. |
The gaudy leonine sunflower Hangs black and barren on its stalk, And down the windy garden walk The dead leaves scatter,- hour by hour |
The General was essentially a man of peace, except of course in his domestic affairs. |
The gods bestowed on Max the gift of perpetual old age. |
The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what Fiction means. |
The Governor was strong upon/ The Regulations Act:/ The Doctor said that Death was but/ A scientific fact:/ And twice a day the Chaplain called,/ And left a little tract. |
The great events of life often leave one unmoved; they pass out of consciousness, and, when one thinks of them, become unreal. Even the scarlet flowers of passion seem to grow in the same meadow as the poppies of oblivion. |
The great things in life are what they seem to be. And for that reason, strange as it may sound to you, often are very difficult to interpret (understand). Great passion are for the great of souls. Great events can only be seen by people who are on a level with them. We think we can have our visions for nothing. We cannot. Even the finest and most self-sacrificing visions have to paid for. Strangely enough, that is what makes them fine. |
The greatest of all sins is stupidity. |
The heart was made to be broken |
The husbands of very beautiful women belong to the criminal classes. |
The Ideal Man should talk to us as if we were goddesses, and treat us as if we were children. He should refuse all our serious requests, and gratify every one of our whims. He should encourage us to have caprices, and forbid us to have missions. He s |
The imagination imitates. It is the critical spirit that creates. |