Lewis Carroll Quotes
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I don't want to take up literature in a money-making spirit, or be very anxious about making large profits, but selling it at a loss is another thing altogether, and an amusement I cannot well afford.
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To me it seems that to give happiness is a far nobler goal that to attain it: and that what we exist for is much more a matter of relations to others than a matter of individual progress: much more a matter of helping others to heaven than of getting there ourselves.
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There was once a young man of Oporta, Who daily got shorter and shorter, The reason he said Was the hod on his head Which was filled with the heaviest mortar.
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Went to the new Church both morning and afternoon, and read service in the afternoon. I got through it all with great success, till I came to read out the first verse of the hymn before the sermon, where the two words ‘strife strengthened,’ coming together, were too much for me, and I had to leave the verse unfinished.
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Beautiful soup! Who cares for fish, game or any other dish? Who would not give all else for two pennyworth of beautiful soup?
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Always speak the truth, think before you speak, and write it down afterwards.
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Courtesy is a small act but it packs a mighty wallop.
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Yet still to choose a brat like you, To haunt a man of forty-two, Was no great compliment!'
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The pictures, with their ruddy light, Are changed to dust and ashes white, And I am left alone with night.
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Well that was the silliest tea party I ever went to! I am never going back there again!
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'True love gives true love of the best: Then take,' I cried, 'my heart to thee!' The very heart from out my breast I plucked, I gave it willingly; Her very heart she gave to me - Then died the glory from the west.In the gray light I saw her face, And it was withered, old, and gray; The flowers were fading in their place, Were fading with the fading day.
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The rabbits bow before thee, And cower in the straw; The chickens are submissive, And own thy will for law; Bullfinches and canary Thy bidding do obey; And e'en the tortoise in its shell Doth never say thee nay.
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So, to reward him for his run (As it was baking hot, And he was over twenty stone), The King proceeded, half in fun, To knight him on the spot.
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Last night we owned, with looks forlorn, 'Too well the scholar knows There is no rose without a thorn' - But peace is made! We sing, this morn, 'No thorn without a rose!' Our Latin lesson is complete: We've learned that Love is Bitter-Sweet!
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Fair stands the ancient Rectory, The Rectory of Croft, The sun shines bright upon it, The breezes whisper soft. From all the house and garden Its inhabitants come forth, And muster in the road without, And pace in twos and threes about, The children of the North.
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An island-farm - broad seas of corn Stirred by the wandering breath of morn - The happy spot where I was born.
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Lady Clara Vere de Vere Was eight years old, she said: Every ringlet, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden thread.
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She generally gave herself very good advice, though she very seldom followed it.
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I believe this thought, of the possibility of death - if calmly realised, and steadily faced would be one of the best possible tests as to our going to any scene of amusement being right or wrong. If the thought of sudden death acquires, for you, a special horror when imagined as happening in a theatre, then be very sure the theatre is harmful for you, however harmless it may be for others; and that you are incurring a deadly peril in going.
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If doubtful whether to end with 'yours faithfully', or 'yours truly', or 'your most truly', &c. (there are at least a dozen varieties, before you reach 'yours affectionately'), refer to your correspondent’s last letter, and make your winding-up at least as friendly as his: in fact, even if a shade more friendly, it will do no harm!
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Magnitudes are algebraically represented by letter, men by men of letters, and so on.
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We are but older children, dear, Who fret to find our bedtime near.
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She's stark raving mad!
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The West is the fitting tomb for all the sorrow and the sighing, all the errors and the follies of the Past: for all its withered Hopes and all its buried Loves! From the East comes new strength, new ambition, new Hope, new Life, new Love! Look Eastward! Aye, look Eastward!'