Everybody, soon or late, sits down to a banquet of consequences.
Gentleness and cheerfulness, these come before all morality they are the perfect duties. If your morals make you dreary, depend on it they are wrong. I do not say, 'give them up,' for they may be all you have but conceal them like a vice, lest they should spoil the lives of better men.
Our business in life is not to succeed, but to continue to fail in good spirits.
No man is useless while he has a friend.
So long as we love, we serve; so long as we are loved by others, I should say that we are almost indispensable; and no man is useless while he has a friend.
All speech, written or spoken, is a dead language, until it finds a willing and prepared hearer.
I regard you with an indifference closely bordering on aversion.
The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,
The howling dog by the door of the house,
The bat that lies in bed at noon,
All love to be out by the light of the moon.
Let first the onion flourish there, Rose among the roots, the maiden-fair Wine scented and poetic soul of the capacious salad bowl.
To yon fair land ye come from, to yon sphere
Of strength and love where now ye shape your flight,
O even wings of music, bear my soul!
And by the folded lawns all day -
No idle gods for such a land -
All active Love should take its way
With active Labour hand in hand.
A generous prayer is never presented in vain the petition may be refused, but the petitioner is always, I believe, rewarded by some gracious visitation.
To know what you prefer instead of humbly saying Amen to what the world tells you ought to prefer, is to have kept your soul alive.
The Devil, can sometimes do a very gentlemanly thing.
In marriage, a man becomes slack and selfish, and undergoes a fatty degeneration of his moral being.
Of what shall a man be proud, if he is not proud of his friends?
All human beings are commingled out of good and evil.
Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but of playing a poor hand well.
There is a fellowship more quiet even than solitude, and which, rightly understood, is solitude made perfect.
There is an idea abroad among moral people that they should make their neighbors good. One person I have to make good: Myself. But my duty to my neighbor is much more nearly expressed by saying that I have to make him happy if I may.
You can kill the body but not the spirit.
Vanity dies hard; in some obstinate cases it outlives the man.
There is no progress whatever. Everything is just the same as it was thousands, and tens of thousands, of years ago. The outward form changes. The essence does not change.
Wine is bottled poetry.
And when life draws to its even
And the day of man is past,
They shall all go home to heaven,
Home at last.
Every man has a sane spot somewhere.
Marriage is like life - it is a field of battle, not a bed of roses.
Who talks to me of reason now?
Many's the long night I've dreamed of cheese - toasted, mostly.
You too, my mother, read my rhymes
For love of unforgotten times,
And you may chance to hear once more
The little feet along the floor.
T. H. White - Rudyard Kipling - Joseph Addison - Ivo Andric - Ella Wheeler Wilcox - Charles Caleb Colton - Bernardo Bertolucci - Ayn Rand - Arthur C. Clarke - Antiphanes