Poirot, watching him, felt suddenly a doubt–an uncomfortable twinge. Was there, here, something that he had missed? Some richness of the spirit? Sadness crept over him. Yes, he should have become acquainted with the classics....

The Doctrine is the Ecstasy

Men sometimes speak as if the study of the classics would at length make way for more modern and practical studies; but the adventurous student will always study classics, in whatever language they may be...

A great nose may be an indexOf a great soul

Time is going really faster than you think. That second just passed now, get up, pack the bag, get lost…

When I say to the Moment flying;’Linger a while — thou art so fair!’Then bind me in thy bonds undying,And my final ruin I will bear!

I have seen or heard of no other man whom destiny treated with such enmity as it did Philoktetes

Mercedes vive, signore, e Mercedes ricorda, perché solo lei vi ha riconosciuto quando vi ha visto, e prima ancora di vedervi vi ha riconosciuto dalla voce, Edmond, dal semplice suono della vostra voce; e da...

Perhaps anything that he did would have pleased Lucy, but his awkwardness went straight to her heart.

And his good wife will tear her cheeks in grief, his sons are orphans and he, soaking the soil red with his own blood, he rots away himself—more birds than women flocking round his body!

The witnesses for the state, with the exception of the sheriff of Maycomb County, have presented themselves to you gentlemen, to this court, in the cynical confidence that their testimony would not be doubted, confident...

Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure.

Thus I did with Susan as with most other things in my earlier days, dipping her image into my mind and coloring it of a thousand fantastic hues, before I could see her as she...

Contudo, o mais corajoso dentre nós tem medo de si mesmo. A mutilação do selvagem tem a sua trágica sobrevivência na própria renúncia que corrompe as nossas vidas. Somos todos castigados por nossas renúncias. Cada...

Which of us is happy in this world? Which of us has his desire? or, having it, is satisfied?

They did go on so, don’t you think, those Victorian poets, they took themselves so horribly seriously,” he said, pushing the lift button, summoning it from the depths.As it creaked up, Blackadder said, “That’s not...

Lingerer, my brain is on fire with impatience; and you tarry so long!

I had been tricked once by that Cheat called love, but the Game was over…

Coming at twenty to his father’s house, which was a very sink of filthy debauchery, he, chaste and pure as he was, simply withdrew in silence when to look on was unbearable, but without the...

Express yourself, Express your life, Express the Moment, Live the life.

I love the quietude of misty dawn before the sober sun is up… The morning songs of birds awakening in blooming garden sets my soul gently… Aroma flowers with glistering of the dew… Deep full...

Vero o falso che sia, quel che si dice degli uomini occupa spesso altrettanto posto nella loro vita, e soprattutto nel loro destino, quanto quello che fanno.

I wish to deal only with the masterpieces which the consensus of opinion for a long time has accepted as supreme. We are all supposed to have read them; it is a pity that so...

Do you want to be a gentleman, to spite her or to gain her over? Because, if it is to spite her, I should think – but you know best – that might be better...

At the Beginning there was Incomplete information,then belief and then an abstract idea but if you reach Pure reasoning then you start to understand the dualities of life itself.The sunset,the sunrise;A star from approximately 93...

I felt there was no one as kind as you; no one who gave me reasons that I understood for doing what at first seemed so hard and–unnecessary.

I guess you can call me “old fashioned”. I prefer the book with the pages that you can actually turn. Sure, I may have to lick the tip of my fingers so that the pages...

Even though we all know something,There is a lot more to it.

how wearisomEternity so spent in worship paidTo whom we hate. Let us not then pursueBy force impossible, by leave obtain’d Unacceptable, though in Heav’n, our stateOf splendid vassalage, but rather seekOur own good from our...

Time, which sees all things, has found you out.

Classics aren’t books that are read for pleasure. Classics are books that are imposed on unwilling students, books that are subjected to analyses of “levels of significance” and other blatt, books that are dead.

When I think of what life is, and how seldom love is answered by love; it is one of the moments for which the world was made.

…and they limp and halt, they’re all wrinkled, drawn, they squint to the side, can’t look you in the eyes, and always bent on duty, trudging after Ruin, maddening, blinding Ruin. But Ruin is strong...

That’s just their way,” about the Ewells. Maycomb gave them Christmas baskets, welfare money, and the back of its hand. Tom Robinson was probably the only person who was ever decent to her. But she...

To come with a well-informed mind is to come with an inability of administering to the vanity of others, which a sensible person would always wish to avoid. A woman especially, if she have the...

But the older he grew and the more intimately he came to know his brother, the oftener the thought occurred to him that the power of working for the general welfare – a power of...

Just the great ones. Ignore the others. There’s not enough time.

Jude leaped out of arm’s reach, and walked along the trackway weeping–not from the pain, though that was keen enough; not from the perception of the flaw in the terrestrial scheme, by which what was...

I do not want to be a relative and passive being, anywhere. I want to live and love and write.

Do you think that I am a machine? That I can bear it?Do you think because I’m poor, plain, obsure, and littlethat I have no heart? That I’m without soul?I have as much heart as...

A classic is a book that has never finished saying what it has to say.

There are strange friendships: two friends are almost ready to eat each other, they live like that all their lives, and yet they cannot part.

When extremists come together extreme things happen.

Hazel blue anemone in a little SeaSide cave…drawing currents from the sea turquoise blue on sparkling waves. In ocean dreams, the poet waits by his grotto, passing days. Rhyming verse, his mind creates where his...

Esser santo è un’eccezione; esser giusto è la regola. Sbagliate, mancate, peccate, ma siate giusti.

They ordered punch. They drank it. It was hot rum punch. The pen falters when it attempts to treat of the excellence thereof; the sober vocabulary, the sparse epithet of this narrative, are inadequate to...

It was one of those hot, silent nights, when people sit at windows, listening for the thunder which they know will shortly break; when they recall dismal tales of hurricanes and earthquakes; and of lonely...

I live not in myself, but I becomePortion of that around me: and to meHigh mountains are a feeling, but the humof human cities torture.

She pronounced the word married as if her voice caressed it. It seemed a rustling covert leading to enchanted glades.

But I hate to hear you talking so like a fine gentleman, and as if women were all fine ladies, instead of rational creatures. We none of us expect to be in smooth water all...