Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for great bereavement.
JANE WELSH CARLYLERelated Topics
Anand Thakur
Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for great bereavement.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEYoung children are such nasty little beasts!
JANE WELSH CARLYLEPeople who are so dreadfully “devoted” to their wives are so apt, from mere habit, to get devoted to other people’s wives as well.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEIf they had said that the sun or the moon had gone out of the heavens, it could not have struck me with the idea of a more awful and dreary blank in creation than the words: Byron is dead!
JANE WELSH CARLYLEThe only thing that makes one place more attractive to me than another is the quantity of heart I find in it.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEHomeopathy – an invention of the Father of Lies! I have tried it and found it wanting. I would swallow their whole doles medicine chest for sixpence, and be sure of finding myself neither better nor worse for it.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEThe less one does, as I long ago observed, the less one can find time to do.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEThe longer one lives in this hard world motherless, the more a mother’s loss makes itself felt.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEA positive engagement to marry a certain person at a certain time, at all haps and hazards, I have always considered the most ridiculous thing on earth.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEIn spite of the honestest efforts to annihilate my I-ity, or merge it in what the world doubtless considers my better half, I still find myself a self-subsisting and alas! self-seeking me.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEThe triumphal-procession-air which, in our manners and customs, is given to marriage at the outset – that singing of Te Deum before the battle has begun.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEThe surest way to get a thing in this life is to be prepared for doing without it, to the exclusion even of hope.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEAll griefs, when there is no bitterness in them, are soothed down by time.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEWhen one has been threatened with a great injustice, one accepts a smaller as a favour.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEThe glittering baits of titles and honours are only for children and fools.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEHow many precious things do we not already possess which others have not – have hardly an idea of! Let us enjoy these, then, and bless God that we are permitted to enjoy them, rather than importune His goodness with vain longings for more.
JANE WELSH CARLYLE