Monday, November 5, 2007

The Small House at Allington by Anthony Trollope

...a man when so treated does feel himself to look like a calf at the altar, ready for the knife,...

He must not teach her to think that they were to live only in the sunlight of each other's eyes...

I think that if those two persons had known more than they did of each other's hearts and minds they might have loved each other better.

You are my bird that I have shot at with my own gun.

...very many who can devote themselves for great sacrifices, cannot bring themselves the endurance of little injuries.

...thought will not at once produce wisdom.

...why should he not enjoy the last remnant of his bachelor life?

Few liars can lie with the full roundness and self-sufficiency of truth.

...was forced to clothe himself in smiles.

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