44 ordspråk av George Meredith
George Meredith
George Meredith föddes den
February 12th 1828 och dog den 18 May
1909 - whose novels are noted for their wit, brilliant dialogue, and aphoristic quality of language.
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She whom I love is hard to catch and conquer, / Hard, but O the glory of the winning were she won!
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Speech is the small change of silence.
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Sweet as Eden is the air, / And Eden-sweet the ray.
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That rarest gift to Beauty, Common Sense!
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The man of science is nothing if not a poet gone wrong.
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The man or country that fights priestcraft and priests is to my mind striking deeper for freedom than can be struck anywhere
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The most dire disaster in love is the death of imagination.
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The season of love is the carnival of egoism and it brings a touchstone to our natures.
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The well of true wit is truth itself
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The well of true wit is truth itself
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There is nothing the body suffers the soul may not profit by.
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Under yonder beech-tree single on the greensward, / Couched with her arms behind her golden head, / Knees and tresses folded to slip and ripple idly, / Lies my young love sleeping in the shade.
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Who rises from prayer a better man, his prayer is answered.
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