Boldness without rashness, and hope without vain thinking Nothing is futile that is right Religion to him was a dull recreation invented chiefly for women MICHEL AND ANGELE, by G. Parker, v2 [GP#78][gp78w10.txt]6151 Each of us will prove himself a fool given perfect opportunity No note of praise could be pitched too high for Elizabeth She had never stooped to conquer MICHEL AND ANGELE, by G. Parker, v3 [GP#79][gp79w10.txt]6152 Never believed that when man or woman said no that no was meant Slander ever scorches where it touches MICHEL AND ANGELE, by Parker, Complete [GP#80][gp80w10.txt]6153 Boldness without rashness, and hope without vain thinking Each of us will prove himself a fool given perfect opportunity Never believed that when man or woman said no that no was meant No note of praise could be pitched too high for Elizabeth Nothing is futile that is right Religion to him was a dull recreation invented chiefly for women She had never stooped to conquer Slander ever scorches where it touches DONOVAN PASHA &c, by G. Parker, v1 [GP#83][gp83w10.txt]6156 A look too bright for joy, too intense for despair His gift for lying was inexpressible One favour is always the promise of another DONOVAN PASHA &c, by G. Parker, v2 [GP#84][gp84w10.txt]6157 All the world's mad but thee and me He had tasted freedom; he was near to license DONOVAN PASHA &c, by G. Parker, v3 [GP#85][gp85w10.txt]6158 As if our penalties were only paid by ourselves! Credulity, easily transmutable into superstition Paradoxes which make for laughter--and for tears What is crime in one country, is virtue in another Women only admitted to Heaven by the intercession of husbands DONOVAN PASHA &c, by G. Parker, v4 [GP#86][gp86w10.txt]6159 Anger was the least injurious of all grounds for separation Dangerous man, as all enthusiasts are Oriental would think not less of him for dissimulation The friendship of man is like the shade of the acacia Vanity of successful labour DONOVAN PASHA &c, by Parker, Complete [GP#87][gp87w10.txt]6160 A look too bright for joy, too intense for despair All the world's mad but thee and me Anger was the least injurious of all grounds for separation As if our penalties were only paid by ourselves! Credulity, easily transmutable into superstition Dangerous man, as all enthusiasts are He had tasted freedom; he was near to license His gift for lying was inexpressible One favour is always the promise of another Oriental would think not less of him for dissimulation Paradoxes which make for laughter--and for tears The friendship of man is like the shade of the acacia Vanity of successful labour What is crime in one country, is virtue in another Women only admitted to Heaven by the intercession of husbands THE WEAVERS, by G. Parker, v1 [GP#88][gp88w10.txt]6161 There is no habit so powerful as the habit of care of others