A smile is the chosen vehicle of all ambiguities.
HERMAN MELVILLESee how elastic our prejudices grow when once love comes to bend them.
More Herman Melville Quotes
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Of all the preposterous assumptions of humanity over humanity, nothing exceeds most of the criticisms made on the habits of the poor by the well-housed, well- warmed, and well-fed.
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Ladies are like creeds; if you cannot speak well of them, say nothing.
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There is one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath.
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We are only what we are; not what we would be; nor every thing we hope for. We are but a step in a scale, that reaches further above us than below.
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The worst of our evils we blindly inflict upon ourselves; our officers cannot remove them, even if they would.
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Let us speak, though we show all our faults and weaknesses, – for it is a sign of strength to be weak, to know it, and out with it – not in a set way and ostentatiously, though, but incidentally and without premeditation.
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Benevolent desires, after passing a certain point, can not undertake their own fulfillment without incurring the risk of evils beyond those sought to be remedied.
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When the passage “All men are born free and equal,” when that passage was being written were not some of the signers legalised owners of slaves?
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I’ll try a pagan friend, thought I, since Christian kindness has proved but hollow courtesy.
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Ignorance is the parent of fear.
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See how elastic our prejudices grow when once love comes to bend them.
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Thinking is, or ought to be, a coolness and a calmness; and our poor hearts throb, and our poor brains beat too much for that.
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To know how to grow old is the master work of wisdom, and one of the most difficult chapters in the great art of living.
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I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts.
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Hope is the struggle of the soul, breaking loose from what is perishable, and attesting her eternity.
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