'Good-night, Dr. John; you are good, you are beautiful; but you are not mine. Good-night, and God bless you!' |
A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow. |
Be a governess! Better be a slave at once! |
Better to be without logic than without feeling. |
But this I know; the writer who possesses the creative gift owns something of which he is not always master / something that at times strangely wills and works for itself. If the result be attractive, the World will praise you, who little deserve praise; if it be repulsive, the same World will blame you, who almost as little deserve blame. |
Cheerfulness, it would appear, is a matter which depends fully as much on the state of things within, as on the state of things without and around us. |
Consistency, madam, is the first of Christian duties. |
Conventionality is not morality. |
Conventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion. To attack the first is not to assail the last. |
Ever after that I knew what I was for him; and what I might be for the rest of the world, I ceased painfully to care. |
Feeling without judgment is a washy draught indeed; but judgment untempered by feeling is too bitter and husky a morsel for human deglutition |
Fortune is proverbially called changeful, yet her caprice often takes the form of repeating again and again a similar stroke of luck in the same quarter. |
Give him enough rope and he will hang himself. |
Good-night, Dr. John; you are good, you are beautiful; but you are not mine. Good-night, and God bless you! |
I am always easy of belief when the creed pleases me. |