The longer one lives in this hard world motherless, the more a mother’s loss makes itself felt.
JANE WELSH CARLYLERelated Topics
Anand Thakur
The longer one lives in this hard world motherless, the more a mother’s loss makes itself felt.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEHow many precious things do we not already possess which others have not – have hardly an idea of! Let us enjoy these, then, and bless God that we are permitted to enjoy them, rather than importune His goodness with vain longings for more.
JANE WELSH CARLYLETime is the only comforter for the loss of a mother.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEI rely on the promise, God is kind to women, fools, and drunk people.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEPeople who are so dreadfully “devoted” to their wives are so apt, from mere habit, to get devoted to other people’s wives as well.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEAll griefs, when there is no bitterness in them, are soothed down by time.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEThe less one does, as I long ago observed, the less one can find time to do.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEIt is sad and wrong to be so dependent for the life of my life on any human being as I am on you; but I cannot by any force of logic cure myself at this date, when it has become second nature.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEThe triumphal-procession-air which, in our manners and customs, is given to marriage at the outset – that singing of Te Deum before the battle has begun.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEI am not at all the sort of person you and I took me for.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEThe surest way to get a thing in this life is to be prepared for doing without it, to the exclusion even of hope.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEOn earth the living have much to bear; the difference is chiefly in the manner of bearing, and my manner of bearing is far from being the best.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEHomeopathy – an invention of the Father of Lies! I have tried it and found it wanting. I would swallow their whole doles medicine chest for sixpence, and be sure of finding myself neither better nor worse for it.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEThe glittering baits of titles and honours are only for children and fools.
JANE WELSH CARLYLEIf they had said that the sun or the moon had gone out of the heavens, it could not have struck me with the idea of a more awful and dreary blank in creation than the words: Byron is dead!
JANE WELSH CARLYLEYoung children are such nasty little beasts!
JANE WELSH CARLYLE