Douglas Jerrold Quotes
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Love the sea? I dote upon it--from the beach.
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We are all slaves to the shining metal.
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Some of 'em [virtues] like extinct volcanoes, with a strong memory or fire and brimstone.
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After all there is something about a wedding-gown prettier than in any other gown in the world.
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Don't buy a single vote more than necessary.
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Gravity is more suggestive than convincing.
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A man never so beautifully shows his own strength as when he respects a woman's softness.
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Jewels! It's my belief that when woman was made, jewels were invented only to make her the more mischievous.
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A creature undefiled by the taint of the world, unvexed by its injustice, unwearied by its hollow pleasures; a being fresh from the source of light, with something of its universal lustre in it. If childhood be this, how holy the duty to see that in its onward growth it shall be no other!
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Not peace at any price! Chains are worse than bayonets.
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Patience is the strongest of strong drinks; for it kills the giant despair.
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Duty, though set about by thorns, may still be made a staff supporting even while it tortures. Cast it away, and, like the prophet's wand, it changes to a snake.
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A pill that the present moment is daily bread to thousands.
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As for the brandy, "nothing extenuate"; and the water, put nought in in malice.
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Nature designed us to be of good cheer.
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Reputations, like beavers and cloaks, shall last some people twice the time of others.
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Etiquette has no regard for moral qualities.
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Grumblers deserve to be operated upon surgically; their trouble is usually chronic.
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Fix yourself upon the wealthy. In a word, take this for a golden rule through life: Never, never have a friend that is poorer than yourself.
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Dogmation is puppyism come to its full growth.
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A piece of simple goodness--a letter gushing from the heart; a beautiful unstudied vindication of the worth and untiring sweetness of human nature--a record of the invulnerability of man, armed with high purpose, sanctified by truth.
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Quality, not quantity, is my measure.
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What women would do if they could not cry, nobody knows. What poor, defenceless creatures they would be!
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He who owns the soil, owns up to the sky.