There is something very cheerful and courageous in the setting-out of a child on a journey of speech with so small baggage and with so much confidenc…

- Alice Meynell

Red has been praised for its nobility of the color of life. But the true color of life is not red. Red is the color of violence, or of life broken op…

- Alice Meynell

Happiness is not a matter of events; it depends upon the tides of the mind.

- Alice Meynell

No mirror keeps its glances.

- Alice Meynell

The cloud controls the light ... It is the cloud that, holding the sun's rays in a sheaf as a giant holds a handful of spears, strikes the horizon, t…

- Alice Meynell

recurrence is sure. What the mind suffered last week, or last year, it does not suffer now; but it will suffer again next week or next year. Happines…

- Alice Meynell

The true colour of life is the colour of the body, the colour of the covered red, the implicit and not explicit red of the living heart and the pulse…

- Alice Meynell

I come from nothing: but from where come the undying thoughts I bear?

- Alice Meynell

Assuredly it would be a pity if laughter should ever become, like rhetoric and the arts, a habit.

- Alice Meynell