54 Quotes by Thomas Love Peacock

Not drunk is he who from the floor – Can rise alone and still drink more; But drunk is They, who prostrate lies, Without the power to drink or rise.

But though first love’s impassioned blindness Has passed away in colder light, I still have thought of you with kindness, And shall do, till our last goodnight. The ever-rolling silent hours Will bring a time we shall not know, When our young days of gathering flowers Will be an hundred years ago.

He kept at true good humor’s mark The social flow of pleasure’s tide: He never made a brow look dark, Nor caused a tear, but when he died.

You talk like a Rosicrucian, who will love nothing but a sylph, who does not believe in the existence of a sylph, and who yet quarrels with the whole universe for not containing a sylph.

A book that furnishes no quotations is no book – it is a plaything.

Now I should rather suppose there is no reason for it: it is the fashion to be unhappy. To have a reason for being so would be exceedingly commonplace: to be so without any is the province of genius.

I perceive, Sir, you are one of those who love an authority more than a reason.

The explanation, said Mr Glowry, is very satisfactory. The Great Mogul has taken lodgings at Kensington, and the external part of the ear is a cartilaginous funnel.

Surely not without reason, when pirates, highwaymen, and other varieties of the extensive genus Marauder, are the only beau ideal of the active, as splenetic and railing misanthropy is of the speculative energy.