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„Что до тех пустых слов, которые говорят о нас люди, то мы должны обращать на них внимание не больше, чем купол старой церкви обращает внимание на кружащееся вокруг него воронье.“

„Нас посещают ангелы, но мы узнаем их лишь после того, как они отлетают прочь.“

„Наши мертвые никогда не будут мертвыми для нас, пока мы не забудем их.“

„Если не можешь быть звездой в небе, стань хотя бы светильником в доме.“

„Полное равенство означает всеобщую безответственность.“

„Человек, падающий в темные воды, ищет мгновенную опору даже на скользящих камнях.“

„Важная работа — двигать мир вперед — не ждет, пока ею займутся совершенные люди.“

„Самые счастливые женщины, как самые счастливые нации, не имеют истории.“

„Женщина диктует перед вступлением в брак, чтобы у нее мог быть аппетит для представления позже.“

„Восхитительная осень! Моя душа повенчана с ней, и если бы я был птицей, я бы полетел вокруг Земли в поисках следующей осени.“

„Она портит вкус булочек вопросами метафизики.“

„Подобно тому как мы определяем свои поступки, так и наши поступки определяют нас.“

„Действия – это пульс времени.“

„То, что мы называем отчаянием, часто — всего лишь острая досада из-за обманутых надежд.“

„Родители одновременно наследственность и среда.“

„Невежество не так отвратительно, как глупость, но когда оно берётся прописывать лекарства, то может причинить больше вреда.“

„Женские мечты сотканы из солнечных лучей. Тень уничтожает их.“

„Она больше не боролась с восприятием фактов, а приспосабливалась к их ясному восприятию.“

„Подобно тому как мы определяем свои поступки, так и наши поступки определяют нас.Жестокость, как всякое зло, не нуждается в мотивации; ей нужен лишь повод.“

„Она ненавидит все, чего не хочет.“

„Тот, кто отправился в плавание на корабле супружества, не может не заметить, что корабль никуда не плывет, что моря нигде не видно и что вокруг - мелководье непроточного пруда.“

„Гнев и ревность так же плохо выносят отсутствие своего предмета, как и любовь.“

„Несмотря на его практические способности, часть его опыта окаменела в изречениях и цитатах.“

„Долгая жизнь не всегда есть лучшая жизнь.“

„Каждый предел - это начало и конец.“

„Но какой голос! Это было похоже на голос души, которая когда-то жила в эолийской арфе.“

„Его улыбка подслащена его серьезностью.“

„Мы все помним эпохи в нашем опыте, когда умирает какое-то дорогое ожидание или рождается какой-то новый мотив.“

„Ревность никогда не удовлетворяет ничем, кроме всеведения, которое обнаружило бы самую тонкую складку сердца.“

„Редко несчастные могут помочь расценить свои страдания как зло, причиняемое теми, кто менее несчастен.“

„Он не доверял ее любви; и что одиночество более одиноко, чем недоверие.“

„Это была комната, где у вас не было причин сидеть в одном месте, а не в другом.“

„Я не навязан хорошими словами; Я вижу, что означают действия.“

“I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music. It seems to infuse strength into my limbs, and ideas into my brain. Life seems to go on without effort, when I am filled with music.”

“She nursed him, she read to him, she anticipated his wants, and was solicitous about his feelings; but there had entered into the husband’s mind the certainty that she judged him, and that her wifely devotedness was like a penitential expiation of unbelieving thoughts—was accompanied with a power of comparison by which himself and his doings were seen too luminously as a part of things in general. His discontent passed vaporlike through all her gentle loving manifestations, and clung to that unappreciative world which she had only brought nearer to him.”

“Perhaps the wind
Wails so in winter for the summers dead,
And all sad sounds are nature's funeral cries
For what has been and is not.”

“The miller's daughter of fourteen could not believe that high gentry behaved badly to their wives, but her mother instructed her — "Oh, child, men's men: gentle or simple, they're much of a muchness…"”

“There could have been no more complete answer than that silence, and Lydgate, forgetting everything else, completely mastered by the outrush of tenderness at the sudden belief that this sweet young creature depended on him for her joy, actually put his arms round her, folding her gently and protectingly— he was used to being gentle with the weak and suffering—and kissed each of the two large tears. This was a strange way of arriving at an understanding, but it was a short way.”

“Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no memories of outlived sorrow.”

“Our deeds are like children that are born to us; they live and act apart from our own will. Nay, children may be strangled, but deeds never: they have an indestructible life both in and out of our consciousness;”

“It is in these acts called trivialities that the seeds of joy are forever wasted, until men and women look round with haggard faces at the devastation their own waste has made, and say, the earth bears no harvest of sweetness—calling their denial knowledge.”

“He said within his soul, "'This is the end:
O'er all the earth to where the-heavens bend
And hem men's travel, I have breathed my soul:
I lie here now the remnant of that whole,
The embers of a life, a lonely pain;
As far-off rivers to my thirst were vain,
So of my mighty years nought comes to me again."”

“Tito was experiencing that inexorable law of human souls, that we prepare ourselves for sudden deeds by the reiterated choice of good or evil that gradually determines character.”

“Ugly and deformed people have great need of unusual virtues, because they are likely to be extremely uncomfortable without them.”

“Men's lives are as thoroughly blended with each other as the air they breathe: evil spreads as necessarily as disease.”

“There's no disappointment in memory, and one's exaggerations are always on the good side.”

“I'm proof against that word failure. I've seen behind it. The only failure a man ought to fear is failure of cleaving to the purpose he sees to be best.”

“I say that the strongest principle of growth lies in human choice.”

“There's no pleasure i' living if you're to be corked up for ever, and only dribble your mind out by the sly, like a leaky barrel.”

“The immortal name of Jubal filled the sky,
While Jubal lonely laid him down to die.”

“If youth is the season of hope, it is often so only in the sense that our elders are hopeful about us; for no age is so apt as youth to think its emotions, partings, and resolves are the last of their kind. Each crisis seems final, simply because it is new.”

“There are so many of us, and our lots are so different, what wonder that Nature's mood is often in harsh contrast with the great crisis of our lives? We are children of a large family, and must learn, as such children do, not to expect that our hurts will be made much of — to be content with little nurture and caressing, and help each other the more.”

“when a man had deserved his good luck, it was the part of his neighbours to wish him joy.”

“He fled to his usual refuge, that of hoping for some unforeseen turn of fortune, some favourable chance which would save him from unpleasant consequences – perhaps even justify his insincerity by manifesting prudence.
In this point of trusting in some throw of fortune's dice, Godfrey can hardly be called old-fashioned. Favourable Chance is the god of all men who follow their own devices instead of obeying a law they believe in. Let even a polished man of these days get into a position he is ashamed to avow, and his mind will be bent on all the possible issues that may deliver him from the calculable results of that position. Let him live outside his income, or shirk the resolute honest work that brings wages, and he will presently find himself dreaming of a possible benefactor, a possible simpleton who may be cajoled into using his interest, a possible state of mind in some possible person not yet forthcoming. Let him neglect the responsibilities of his office, and he will inevitably anchor himself on the chance, that the thing left undone may turn out not to be of the supposed importance. Let him betray his friend's confidence, and he will adore that same cunning complexity called Chance, which gives him the hope that his friend will never know. Let him forsake a decent craft that he may pursue the gentilities of a profession to which nature never called him, and his religion will infallibly be the worship of blessed Chance, which he will believe in as the mighty creator of success. The evil principle deprecated in that religion, is the orderly sequence by which the seed brings forth a crop after its kind.”

“But then the need of being loved, the strongest need … in poor Maggie’s nature, began to wrestle with her pride and soon threw it.”

“Tis God gives skill,
But not without men's hands: He could not make
Antonio Stradivari's violins
Without Antonio.”

“It's but little good you'll do a-watering the last year's crop.”

“I see a face of love,
Fair as sweet music when my heart was strong:
Yea — art thou come again to me, great Song?"
The face bent over him like silver night
In long-remembered summers; that calm light
Of days which shine in firmaments of thought,
That past unchangeable, from change still wrought.”

“It was a room where you had no reason for sitting in one place rather than in another.”

“Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love…”

“We see human heroism broken into units and say, this unit did little – might as well not have been. But in this way we might break up a great army into units; in this way we might break the sunlight into fragments, and think that this and the other might be cheaply parted with. Let us rather raise a monument to the soldiers whose brave hearts only kept the ranks unbroken and met death – a monument to the faithful who were not famous, and who are precious as the continuity of the sunbeams is precious, though some of them fall unseen and on barrenness.”

“The darkest night that ever fell upon the earth never hid the light, never put out the stars. It only made the stars more keenly, kindly glancing, as if in protest against the darkness.”