We say that a girl with her doll anticipates the mother. It is more true, perhaps, that most mothers are still but children with playthings.
F. H. BRADLEYWe say that a girl with her doll anticipates the mother. It is more true, perhaps, that most mothers are still but children with playthings.
F. H. BRADLEYWhere everything is bad it must be good to know the worst.
F. H. BRADLEYThe force of the blow depends on the resistance. It is sometimes better not to struggle against temptation. Either fly or yield at once.
F. H. BRADLEYUp to a certain point every man is what he thinks he is.
F. H. BRADLEYFew people would not be the worse for complete sincerity.
F. H. BRADLEYThe deadliest foe to virtue would be complete self-knowledge.
F. H. BRADLEYThe man who has ceased to fear has ceased to care.
F. H. BRADLEYThe propriety of some persons seems to consist in having improper thoughts about their neighbors.
F. H. BRADLEYThe man whose nature is such that by one path alone his chief desire will reach consummation will try to find it on that path, whatever it may be, and whatever the world thinks of it; and if he does not, he is contemptible.
F. H. BRADLEYThe Self has turned out to mean so many things, to mean them so ambiguously, and to be so wavering in its application, that we do not feel encouraged.
F. H. BRADLEYOur live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart’s blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.
F. H. BRADLEYIt is by a wise economy of nature that those who suffer without change, and whom no one can help, become uninteresting. Yet so it may happen that those who need sympathy the most often attract it the least.
F. H. BRADLEYAn aphorism is true where it has fixed the impression of a genuine experience.
F. H. BRADLEYHis mind is so open – so open that ideas simply pass through it.
F. H. BRADLEYMy external sensations are no less private to my self than are my thoughts or my feelings. In either case my experience falls within my own circle, a circle closed on the outside… the whole world for each is peculiar and private to that soul.
F. H. BRADLEYAnother occupation might have been better.
F. H. BRADLEY