Soliloquies in England and Later SoliloquiesC. Scribner's Sons, 1922 - 264 sider |
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Side 67 - And as to other people, though we may allow that considered superficially they are often absurd, we do not wish to dwell on their eccentricities, nor to mimic them. On the contrary, it is good manners to look away quickly, to suppress a smile, and to say to ourselves that the ludicrous figure in the street is not at all comic, but a dull ordinary Christian, and that it is foolish to give any importance to the fact that its hat has blown off, that it has slipped on an orange-peel and unintentionally...
Side 30 - Such is not the Englishman's way : it is easier for him to face or to break opposition than to circumvent it. If we tried to say that what governs him is convention, we should have to ask ourselves how it comes about that England is the paradise of individuality, eccentricity, heresy, anomalies, hobbies, and humours.
Side 68 - If the law supposes that," said Mr. Bumble, squeezing his hat emphatically in both hands, " the law is a ass — a idiot If that's the eye of the law, the law is a bachelor; and the worst I wish the law is, that his eye may be opened by experience — by experience.
Side 72 - In every English-speaking home, in the four quarters of the globe, parents and children will do well to read Dickens aloud of a winter's evening ; they will love winter, and one another, and God the better for it. What a wreath that will be of ever-fresh holly, thick with bright berries, to hang to this poet's memory — the very crown he would have chosen...
Side 68 - It was all Mrs. Bumble. She would do it," urged Mr. Bumble ; first looking round to ascertain that his partner had left the room. " That is no excuse," replied Mr. Brownlow. " You were present on the occasion of the destruction of these trinkets, and indeed are the more guilty of the two, in the eye of the law ; for the law supposes that your wife acts under your direction.
Side 246 - I can always say to myself that my atheism, like that of Spinoza, is true piety towards the Universe and denies only gods fashioned by men in their own image, to be servants of their human interests; and even in this denial I am no rude iconoclast, but full of secret sympathy with the idolaters.
Side 72 - ... friends mankind has ever had. He has held the mirror up to nature, and of its reflected fragments has composed a fresh world, where the men and women differ from real people only in that they live in a literary medium, so that all ages and places may know them. And they are worth knowing, just as one's neighbours are, for their picturesque characters and their pathetic fates. Their names should be in every child's mouth; they ought to be adopted members of every household. Their stories cause...
Side 65 - Mediocrity of circumstances and mediocrity of soul for ever return to the centre of his stage ; a more wretched or a grander existence is sometimes broached, but the pendulum soon swings back, and we return, with the relief with which we put on our slippers after the most romantic excursion, to a golden mediocrity— to mutton and beer, and to love and babies in a suburban villa with one frowsy maid. Dickens is the poet of those acres of yellow brick streets which the traveller sees from the railway...
Side 258 - They do not see that it is because I love life that I wish to keep it sweet, so as to be able to love it altogether: and that all I wish for others, or dare to recommend to them, is that they should keep their lives sweet also, not after my fashion, but each man in his own way.
Side 124 - His life is terribly experimental. He is perilously dependent on the oscillations of a living needle, imagination, that never points to the true north. There are books in which the footnotes, or the comments scrawled by some reader's hand in the margin, are more interesting than the text. The world is one of these books.