Quotes

From the death of each day's hope another hope sprung up to live to-morrow. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens In the majority of cases, conscience is an elastic and very flexible article. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens "Death doesn't change us more than life." ~ The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens Anything that makes a noise is satisfactory to a crowd. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens Our civilization is still in a middle stage, scarcely beast in that it is no longer wholly guided by instinct; scarcely human, in that it is not yet wholly guided by reason. ~ Sister Carrie by Theodore Dreiser The whole earth was brimming sunshine that morning. She tripped along, the clear sky pouring liquid blue into her soul. ~ Sister Carrie by Theodore Dreiser To the untraveled, territory other than their own familiar heath is invariably fascinating. Next to love, it is the one thing which solaces and delights. ~ Sister Carrie by Theodore Dreiser Eustacia Vye was the raw material of a divinity. On Olympus she would have done well with a little preparation. She had the passions and instincts which make a model goddess, that is, those which make not quite a model woman. ~ Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy A well proportioned mind is one which shows no particular bias; one of which we may safely say that it will never cause its owner to be confined as a madman, tortured as a heretic, or crucified as a blasphemer. Also, on the other hand, that it will never cause him to be applauded as a prophet, revered as a priest, or exalted as a king. Its usual blessings are happiness and mediocrity. ~ Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy The place became full of a watchful intentness now; for when other things sank brooding to sleep the heath appeared slowly to awake and listen. Every night its Titanic form seemed to await something; but it had waited thus, unmoved, during so many centuries, through the crises of so many things, that it could only be imagined to await one last crisis—the final overthrow. ~ Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy