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| There is no royal road to learning; no short cut to the acquirement of any art. | Anthony Trollope | Barchester Towers |  |
| "There is no happiness in love, except at the end of an English novel." | Anthony Trollope | Barchester Towers | |
| There is no way of writing well and also of writing easily. | Anthony Trollope | Barchester Towers | |
| The end of a novel, like the end of a children's dinner-party, must be made up of sweetmeats and sugar-plums. | Anthony Trollope | Barchester Towers | |
| Considering how much we are all given to discuss the characters of others, and discuss them often not in the strictest spirit of charity, it is singular how little we are inclined to think that others can speak ill-naturedly of us, and how angry and hurt we are when proof reaches us that they have done so. | Anthony Trollope | Barchester Towers | |
| She well knew the great architectural secret of decorating her constructions, and never condescended to construct a decoration. | Anthony Trollope | Barchester Towers | |
| No virtue could charm him, no vice shock him. He had about him a natural good manner, which seemed to qualify him for the highest circles, and yet he was never out of place in the lowest. | Anthony Trollope | Barchester Towers | |
| "I doubt there is any true courage," said he, "in squabbling for money." | Anthony Trollope | Barchester Towers | |
