A small dainty task, if it be really daily, will beat the labours of a spasmodic Hercules.
ANTHONY TROLLOPEThe double pleasure of pulling down an opponent, and of raising oneself, is the charm of a politician’s life.
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A man’s love, till it has been chastened and fastened by the feeling of duty which marriage brings with it, is instigated mainly by the difficulty of pursuit.
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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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There is nothing more tyrannical than a strong popular feeling among a democratic people.
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Speeches easy to young speakers are generally very difficult to old listeners.
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In these days a man is nobody unless his biography is kept so far posted up that it may be ready for the national breakfast-table on the morning after his demise.
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Like his master he is never showy. He does not paw and prance, and arch his neck, and bid the world admire his beauties…and when he is wanted, he can always do his work.
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This habit of reading, I make bold to tell you, is your pass to the greatest, the purest, and the most perfect pleasure that God has prepared for His creatures.
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Equality would be a heaven, if we could attain it.
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Above all else, never think you’re not good enough.
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Any one prominent in affairs can always see when a man may steal a horse and when a man may not look over a hedge.
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When men think much, they can rarely decide.
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Fortune favors the brave; and the world certainly gives the most credit to those who are able to give an unlimited credit to themselves.
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Poverty, to be picturesque, should be rural. Suburban misery is as hideous as it is pitiable.
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I have no ambition to surprise my reader. Castles with unknown passages are not compatible with my homely muse.
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What on earth could be more luxurious than a sofa, a book, and a cup of coffee?…Was ever anything so civil?
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