Passionate love, I take it, rarely lasts long, and is very troublesome while it does last. Mutual esteem is very much more valuable.
ANTHONY TROLLOPECham is the only thing to screw one up when one is down a peg.
More Anthony Trollope Quotes
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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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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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Cham is the only thing to screw one up when one is down a peg.
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Speeches easy to young speakers are generally very difficult to old listeners.
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Wine is valued for its price, not its flavor.
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A husband is very much like a house or a horse.
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The girl can look forward to little else than the chance of having a good man for her husband; a good man, or if her tastes lie in that direction, a rich man.
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It’s dogged as does it. It ain’t thinking about it.
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Make all men equal to-day, and God has so created them that they shall be all unequal to-morrow.
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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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Let no man boast himself that he has got through the perils of winter till at least the seventh of May.
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A 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.
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Let a man be of what side he may in politics, unless he be much more of a partisan than a patriot, he will think it well that there should be some equity of division in the bestowal of crumbs of comfort.
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Of all hatreds that the world produces, a wife’s hatred for her husband, when she does hate him, is the strongest.
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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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