Henry James on delicate
Henry James112 quotes“Be generous, be delicate, and always pursue the prize.”
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Things are always different than what they might be…If you wait for them to change, you will never do anything.
Henry JamesHenry James However British you may be, I am more British still.
Henry JamesHenry James And we know that if it is strong, we are stronger, inasmuch as it passes and we remain.
Henry JamesHenry James I mean that everything this afternoon has been too beautiful, and that perhaps everything together will never be so right again. I’m very glad therefore you’ve been a part of it.
Henry JamesHenry James I don’t want everyone to like me; I should think less of myself if some people did.
Henry JamesHenry James Instead of leading to the high places of happiness, from which the world would seem to lie below one, so that one could look down with a sense of exaltation and advantage, and judge and choose and pity.
Henry JamesHenry James I hold any writer sufficiently justified who is himself in love with his theme.
Henry JamesHenry James I’m yours for ever–for ever and ever. Here I stand; I’m as firm as a rock. If you’ll only trust me, how little you’ll be disappointed. Be mine as I am yours.
Henry JamesHenry James Until you try, you don’t know what you can’t do.
Henry JamesHenry James Young men of this class never do anything for themselves that they can get other people to do for them, and it is the infatuation, the devotion, the superstition of others that keeps them going. These others in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred are women.
Henry JamesHenry James I hate American simplicity. I glory in the piling up of complications of every sort.
Henry JamesHenry James You were ground in the very mill of the conventional.
Henry JamesHenry James I would give all I possess to get out of myself; but somehow, at the end, I find myself so vastly more interesting than nine tenths of the people I meet.
Henry JamesHenry James True happiness, we are told, consists in getting out of one’s self; but the point is not only to get out – you must stay out; and to stay out you must have some absorbing errand.
Henry JamesHenry James I take up my own pen again – the pen of all my old unforgettable efforts and sacred struggles.
Henry JamesHenry James Ideas are, in truth, forces. Infinite, too, is the power of personality. A union of the two always makes history.
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Her delicate breasts shake his enormous apparatus in elaborate worship.
Lauren EdenLauren Eden Love is knowing that she is delicate and not breaking her still.
Sumiran ThapaSumiran Thapa Here are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight; With wings of gentle flush o’er delicate white, And taper fingers catching at all things, To bind them all about with tiny rings.
John KeatsJohn Keats The trust to hold what is delicate within you should only be given to someone whose hands are as gentle as your heart.
Ranata SuzukiRanata Suzuki A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man’s brow.
OvidOvid The sharp thorn often produces delicate roses.
OvidOvid A tiny bit of obscure delicacy written all over her face at all times.
Britney SpearsBritney Spears Rain is the warm softness of a mother’s hand as she soothingly dabs that nasty smelling ointment on that bruised kneecap of yours, her delicate features creased with worry.
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