Those who have courage to love should have courage to suffer.
ANTHONY TROLLOPEA feeling of having been injured, on which his mind can brood from hour to hour, allowing him to plead his own cause in his own court, within his own heart, and always to plead it successfully.
More Anthony Trollope Quotes
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It’s dogged as does it. It ain’t thinking about it.
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There are words which a man cannot resist from a woman, even though he knows them to be false.
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Rights and rules, which are bonds of iron to a little man, are packthread to a giant.
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We cannot bring ourselves to believe it possible that a foreigner should in any respect be wiser than ourselves.
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Speeches easy to young speakers are generally very difficult to old listeners.
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Love is like any other luxury. You have no right to it unless you can afford it.
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What is there that money will not do?
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I have sometimes thought that there is no being so venomous, so bloodthirsty as a professed philanthropist.
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There is nothing perhaps so generally consoling to a man as a well-established grievance.
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If you cross the Atlantic with an American lady you invariably fall in love with her before the journey is over.
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Such young men are often awkward, ungainly, and not yet formed in their gait; they straggle with their limbs, and are shy; words do not come to them with ease, when words are required, among any but their accustomed associates.
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There is no way of writing well and also of writing easily.
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A small daily task, if it be really daily, will beat the labours of a spasmodic Hercules.
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The sober devil can hide his cloven hoof; but when the devil drinks he loses his cunning and grows honest.
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Travel with the same woman in a railway car for twelve hours, and you will have written her down in your own mind in quite other language than that of love.
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