Many women I know think the ideal of happiness is to be in love with a great man, or to be the wife of a great public success; to share his triumph! They forget you share the man as well!
ADA LEVERSONSome men are born husbands; they have a passion for domesticity, for a fireside, for a home. Yet, curiously, these men very rarely stay at home. Apparently what they want is to have a place to get away from.
More Ada Leverson Quotes
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She could carry off anything; and some people said that she did.
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The Futurists?…. Well, of course, they are already past.
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People were not charmed with Eglantine because she herself was charming, but because she was charmed.
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Everything comes to the man who won’t wait.
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envy, as a rule, is of success rather than of merit. No one would have objected to his talent deserving recognition – only to his getting it.
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When a passion is not realized … it fades away, or becomes ideal worship–Dante–Petrarch–that sort of thing!
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The marvellous instinct with which women are usually credited seems too often to desert them on the only occasions when it would be of any real use. One would say it was there for trivialities only
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All really frank people are amusing, and would remain so if they could remember that other people may sometimes want to be frank and amusing too.
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Some men are born husbands; they have a passion for domesticity, for a fireside, for a home. Yet, curiously, these men very rarely stay at home. Apparently what they want is to have a place to get away from.
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You don’t know a woman until you have had a letter from her.
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an optimist is the man who looks after your eyes, and the pessimist the person who looks after your feet.
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You don’t really know a woman until she writes you a letter.
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A butler in an English household should, however, be English, and as much like an archbishop as possible.
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Looking at the poems of John Gray when I saw the tiniest rivulet of text meandering through the very largest meadow of margin,
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Women are so perverse. Look how they won’t wear black when nothing suits them so well!
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