Quotations from the Project Gutenberg Editions of the Collected Works of George MeredithMeredith, George
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Quotations from the Project Gutenberg Editions of the Collected Works of George Meredith
Meredith, George
English literature; Quotations
Not the great creatures we assume ourselves to be
Not so much read a print as read the imprinting on themselves
Nothing desirable will you have which is not coveted
Nothing is a secret that has been spoken
Nothing the body suffers that the soul may not profit by
Notoriously been above the honours of grammar
Nought credit but what outward orbs reveal
Now far from him under the failure of an effort to come near
Nursing of a military invalid awakens tenderer anxieties
O self! self! self!
O for yesterday!
O heaven! of what avail is human effort?
Obedience oils necessity
Obeseness is the most sensitive of our ailments
Objects elevated even by a decayed world have their magnetism
Observation is the most, enduring of the pleasures of life
Occasional instalments--just to freshen the account
Official wrath at sound of footfall or a fancied one
Oggler's genial piety made him shrink with nausea
Oh! beastly bathos
Oh! I can't bear that class of people
Old age is a prison wall between us and young people
Old houses are doomed to burnings
Omnipotence, which is in the image of themselves
On a morning when day and night were made one by fog
On which does the eye linger longest--which draws the heart?
On a wild April morning
On the threshold of Puberty, there is one Unselfish Hour
Once out of the rutted line, you are food for lion and jackal
Once my love? said he. Not now?--does it mean, not now?
Once called her beautiful; his praise had given her beauty
One has to feel strong in a delicate position
One night, and her character's gone
One wants a little animation in a husband
One in a temper at a time I'm sure 's enough
One might build up a respectable figure in negatives
One fool makes many, and so, no doubt, does one goose
One is a fish to her hook; another a moth to her light
One learns to have compassion for fools, by studying them
One idea is a bullet
One of those men whose characters are read off at a glance
One seed of a piece of folly will lurk and sprout to confound us
One who studies is not being a fool
Only true race, properly so called, out of India--German
Only to be described in the tongue of auctioneers
Opened a wider view of the world to him, and a colder
Openly treated; all had an air of being on the surface
Optional marriages, broken or renewed every seven years
Or where you will, so that's in Ireland
Oratory will not work against the stream, or on languid tides
Orderliness, from which men are privately exempt
Our partner is our master
Our most diligent pupil learns not so much as an earnest teacher
Our love and labour are constantly on trial
Our bravest, our best, have an impulse to run
Our comedies are frequently youth's tragedies
Our weakness is the swiftest dog to hunt us
Our life is but a little holding, lent To do a mighty labour
Our lawyers have us inside out, like our physicians
Owner of such a woman, and to lose her!
Pact between cowardice and comfort under the title of expediency
Pain is a cloak that wraps you about
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