I’ve posted this on the LitQuotes Facebook page as well as the LitQuotes Google Plus page for easier sharing. You also might enjoy other friendship quotes from literature. Just click on the link to see the entire collection.
Let’s hear it for our feathered friends! Here are five quotes about birds from literature.
The sigh of all the seas breaking in measure round the isles soothed them; the night wrapped them; nothing broke their sleep, until, the birds beginning and the dawn weaving their thin voices in to its whiteness. ~ To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf
All is going on as it was wont. The waves are hoarse with repetition of their mystery; the dust lies piled upon the shore; the sea-birds soar and hover; the winds and clouds go forth upon their trackless flight; the white arms beckon, in the moonlight, to the invisible country far away. ~ Dombey and Son by Charles Dickens
One of my favorite authors, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, died on this day in 1930. He was 71 years old.
Conan Doyle is best known as the creator of Sherlock Holmes. However he wrote many other novels and short stories. Here are five of my favorite quotes from Sir Arthur Conan Doyle that don’t have anything to do with Sherlock Holmes.
Come what may, I am bound to think that all things are ordered for the best; though when the good is a furlong off, and we with our beetle eyes can only see three inches, it takes some confidence in general principles to pull us through. ~ The Stark Munro Letters by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Goresthorpe Grange is a feudal mansion – or so it was termed in the advertisement which originally brought it under my notice. Its right to this adjective had a most remarkable effect upon its price, and the advantages gained may possibly be more sentimental than real. Still, it is soothing to me to know that I have slits in my staircase through which I can discharge arrows; and there is a sense of power in the fact of possessing a complicated apparatus by means of which I am enabled to pour molten lead upon the head of the casual visitor. ~ Selecting a Ghost by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Clouds of insects danced and buzzed in the golden autumn light, and the air was full of the piping of the song-birds. Long, glinting dragonflies shot across the path, or hung tremulous with gauzy wings and gleaming bodies. ~ The White Company by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
What can we know? What are we all? Poor silly half-brained things peering out at the infinite, with the aspirations of angels and the instincts of beasts. ~ The Stark Munro Letters by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Today I added two dozen new quotes to the collection. Some of my favorites are:
“No one believes more firmly than Comrade Napoleon that all animals are equal. He would be only too happy to let you make your decisions for yourselves. But sometimes you might make the wrong decisions, comrades, and then where should we be?” ~ Animal Farm by George Orwell
- Samuel Butler, the author of Erewhon and The Way of All Flesh was born in December of 1835.
- He was born in the village of Langar in England.
- He didn’t get along well with his parents. He found the relationship with his father particularly troubling. He noted of his father that, “He never liked me, nor I him; from my earliest recollections I can call to mind no time when I did not fear him and dislike him…. I have never passed a day without thinking of him many times over as the man who was sure to be against me.”
- Butler graduated from Cambridge in 1858.
- After his graduation, Samuel’s father wanted him to become a priest. However a crisis of faith lead Samuel down a different path. He emigrated to New Zealand and raised sheep instead. He returned to England in 1864.
- Butler made prose translations of the Iliad and Odyssey which remain in use to this day.
- He died on June 18, 1902 in London.
- The Way of All Flesh is a semi-autobiographical novel and was published posthumously.
I hope you all have a fun and safe Fourth of July!! To commemorate the day, here are five quotes about freedom.
Peril, loneliness, an uncertain future, are not oppressive evils, so long as the frame is healthy and the faculties are employed; so long, especially, as Liberty lends us her wings, and Hope guides us by her star. ~ Villette by Charlotte Bronte
Love, it is said, is blind, but love is not blind. It is an extra eye, which shows us what is most worthy of regard. To see the best is to see most clearly, and it is the lover’s privilege. ~ The Little Minister by James M. Barrie
The very stone one kicks with one’s boot will outlast Shakespeare.
What is the meaning of life? That was all–a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years. The great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark.
I’ve been missing a dear cousin who passed away two years ago. I do believe we’ll meet again. If you’ve lost someone, maybe this will help you too. I’ve posted this on the LitQuotes Facebook page as well as the LitQuotes Google Plus page for easier sharing.
Yesterday we added experience quotes as a topic. Here are five of my favorites from the collection.
“Thanks to his constant habit of shaking the bottle in which life handed him the wine of experience, he presently found the taste of the lees rising as usual into his draught.” ~ The Ambassadors by Henry James
How is it that the poets have said so many fine things about our first love, so few about our later love? Are their first poems their best? Or are not those the best which come from their fuller thought, their larger experience, their deeper-rooted affections? ~ Adam Bede by George Eliot