No enemy's shot is equal to a weak heart in the act No man can hear the words which prove him a prophet (quietly) No conversation coming of it, her curiosity was violent No intoxication of hot blood to cheer those who sat at home No case is hopeless till a man consents to think it is No love can be without jealousy No! Gentlemen don't fling stones; leave that to the blackguards None but fanatics, cowards, white-eyeballed dogmatists Nor can a protest against coarseness be sweepingly interpreted Not every chapter can be sunshine Not afford to lose, and a disposition free of the craving to win Not men of brains, but the men of aptitudes Not the indignant and the frozen, but the genially indifferent Not daring risk of office by offending the taxpayer Not in love--She was only not unwilling to be in love Not a page of his books reveals malevolence or a sneer Not always the right thing to do the right thing Not to do things wholly is worse than not to do things at all Not to be feared more than are the general race of bunglers Not much esteem for non-professional actresses Not in a situation that could bear of her blaming herself Not so much read a print as read the imprinting on themselves Not to go hunting and fawning for alliances Not to bother your wits, but leave the puzzle to the priest Not to be the idol, to have an aim of our own Not the great creatures we assume ourselves to be Not likely to be far behind curates in besieging an heiress Nothing is a secret that has been spoken Nothing desirable will you have which is not coveted 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 for yesterday! O self! self! self! 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 houses are doomed to burnings Old age is a prison wall between us and young people Omnipotence, which is in the image of themselves On a morning when day and night were made one by fog On the threshold of Puberty, there is one Unselfish Hour On which does the eye linger longest-- which draws the heart? On a wild April morning Once my love? said he. Not now?--does it mean, not now? Once out of the rutted line, you are food for lion and jackal Once called her beautiful; his praise had given her beauty One wants a little animation in a husband One who studies is not being a fool