Occupation: Novelist Birth: January 8, 1824 Death: September 23, 1889
Our words are giants when they do us an injury, and dwarfs when they do us a service..
The law will argue any thing, with any body who will pay the law for the use of its brains and its time..
I never paid you a compliment, Rachel, in my life. Successful love may sometimes use the language of flattery, I admit. But hopeless love, dearest, a….
The fool's crime is the crime that is found out and the wise man's crime is the crime that is not found out..
I am not against hasty marriages where a mutual flame is fanned by an adequate income..
Let the music speak to us of tonight, in a happier language than our own..
It is the nature of truth to struggle to the light..
We neither know nor judge ourselves; others may judge, but cannot know us. God alone judges and knows us..
It is one of my rules in life, never to notice what I don't understand..
Women can resist a man's love, a man's fame, a man's personal appearance, and a man's money, but they cannot resist a man's tongue when he knows how ….
There are three things that none of the young men of the present generation can do.They can't sit over their wine;they can't play at wist;and they ca….
I haven't much time to be fond of anything. But when I have a moment's fondness to bestow, most times the roses get it..
Some of us rush through life, and some of us saunter through life. Mrs Vesey sat through life..
No sensible man ever engages, unprepared, in a fencing match of words with a woman..
The books - the generous friends who met me without suspicion - the merciful masters who never used me ill!.
My business in life is to eat, drink, sleep, and die. Everything else is superfluity and I will have none of it..
The best men are not consistent in good-- why should the worst men be consistent in evil..
I have noticed that the Christianity of a certain class of respectable people begins when they open their prayer-books at eleven o'clock on Sunday mo….
Your tears come easy, when you're young, and beginning the world. Your tears come easy, when you're old, and leaving it. I burst out crying..
My hour for tea is half-past five, and my buttered toast waits for nobody..
Yes! the books - the generous friends who met me without suspicion - the merciful masters who never used me ill! The only years of my life that I can….