Occupation: Novelist Birth: November 13, 1850 Death: December 3, 1894
I am painfully situated, Utterson; my position is a very strange - a very strange one. It is one of those affairs that cannot be mended by talking..
Youth is the time to go flashing from one end of the world to the other, both in mind and body..
Teacher, tender comrade, wife, A fellow-farer true through life..
This was the shocking thing; that the slime of the pit seemed to utter cries and voices; that the amorphous dust gesticulated and sinned; that what w….
The price we have to pay for money is sometimes liberty..
Books are good enough in their own way, but they are a poor substitute for life..
Death is given in a kiss; the dearest kindnesses are fatal; and into this life, where one thing preys upon another, the child too often makes its ent….
But we are so fond of life that we have no leisure to entertain the terror of death. It is a honeymoon with us all through, and none of the longest. ….
As if a man's soul were not too small to begin with, they have dwarfed an narrowed theirs by a life of all work and no play; until here they are at f….
When I suffer in mind, stories are my refuge; I take them like opium; and consider one who writes them as a sort of doctor of the mind..
The essence of love is kindness..
Let first the onion flourish there, Rose among roots, the maiden-fair, Wine-scented and poetic soul Of the capacious salad bowl..
Here it is about gentlemen of fortune. They lives rough, and they risk swinging, but they eat and drink like fighting-cocks, and when a cruise is don….
I've a grand memory for forgetting..
By the time a man gets well into his seventies his continued existence is a mere miracle..
It's a pleasant thing to be young, and have ten toes..
The most influential books, and the truest in their influence, are works of fiction. They repeat, they re-arrange, they clarify the lessons of life; ….
The cruelest lies are often told in silence..
Going for character: why not now, and where you stand?.
The sticks break, the stones crumble, The eternal altars tilt and tumble, Sanctions and tales dislimn like mist About the amazed evangelist. He stand….
Seaward ho! Hang the treasure! It's the glory of the sea that has turned my head..