Quotes

Beauty is only to be admired, only to be loved-to be harvested carefully and then flung at a chosen lover like a gift of roses. ~ The Beautiful and Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald The western sky was clear and flushed with vivid crimson, towards which the prairie rolled away in varying tones of blue. ~ Blake's Burden by Harold Bindloss "They're very different types; about as different as a moonlight night and a spring morning." ~ Blake's Burden by Harold Bindloss It will be found, in fact, that the ingenious are always fanciful, and the truly imaginative never otherwise than analytic. ~ The Murders in the Rue Morgue by Edgar Allan Poe Coincidences, in general, are great stumbling-blocks in the way of that class of thinkers who have been educated to know nothing of the theory of probabilities. ~ The Murders in the Rue Morgue by Edgar Allan Poe They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. ~ Eleonora by Edgar Allan Poe Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence-whether much that is glorious-whether all that is profound-does not spring from disease of thought-from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect. ~ Eleonora by Edgar Allan Poe Unlike the gold which needed nothing, and must be worshipped in close-locked solitude—which was hidden away from the daylight, was deaf to the song of birds, and started to no human tones—Eppie was a creature of endless claims and ever-growing desires, seeking and loving sunshine, and living sounds, and living movements; making trial of everything, with trust in new joy, and stirring the human kindness in all eyes that looked on her. ~ Silas Marner by George Eliot "The liberty to live for self alone becomes in time a weary bondage." ~ The Rosary by Florence L. Barclay "Marriage is not a mere question of sentiment. It has to wear. It has to last. It must have a solid and dependable foundation, to stand the test and strain of daily life together." ~ The Rosary by Florence L. Barclay