You are softening toward the young rascal because he is ill, and because he says he likes cats.” “It is an engaging quality, Emerson.” “That depends,” said Emerson darkly, “on how he likes them.
BARBARA MERTZA man asking for help ought to at least give directions.
More Barbara Mertz Quotes
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The trouble with unknown enemies is that they are so difficult to identify.
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When emotion supersedes reason … gullibility must follow.
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Martyrdom is often the result of excessive gullibility.
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Cats always pick the laps of the people who don’t like them.
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I can do a book in three months if I spend all day, seven days a week at it and, in fact, I work better that way.
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That’s maturity-when you realize that you’ve finally arrived at a state of ignorance as profound as your parents.
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The approval of a cat cannot but flatter the recipient.
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Your trousers are on fire. I would have told you, but you so dislike advice.
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I never meant to marry. In my opinion, a woman born in the last half of the nineteenth century of the Christian era suffered from enough disadvantages without willfully embracing another.
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I disapprove of matrimony as a matter of principle…. Why should any independent, intelligent female choose to subject herself to the whims and tyrannies of a husband? I assure you, I have yet to meet a man as sensible as myself! (Amelia Peabody)
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There are too many people in the world as it is, but the supply of ancient manuscripts is severely limited.
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Noble causes have a deplorable effect on the morals of the persons who espouse them.
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I would not be at all surprised to find that it was for gold that Cain committed the first murder. (It happened a very long time ago, and Holy Writ, though no doubt divinely inspired, is a trifle careless about details. God is not a historian).
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I had refused Emerson’s well-meant offers of assistance, knowing his efforts would be confined to moving the furniture to the wrong places and demanding how much longer the process would take.
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He hesitated for a moment. Then he said softly, “I love you, Mother.” He took my hand and kissed it, and folded my fingers round the stem of the rose. He had stripped it of its thorns.
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