418 Quotes About Classics

She is Creole girl, and she have the sun in her. Tell the truth now. She don't come to your house in this place England they tell me about, she don't come to your beautiful house to beg you to marry with her. No, it's you come all the long way to her house - it's you beg her to marry. And she love you and she give you all she have. Now you say you don't love her and you break her up. What you do with her money, eh?

Don't play with others, or at one day, you will be played by others.

Countless words count less than the silent balance between yin and yang

Parroting her own words at her. Cute. Ally rolled her eyes and swung her legs over the end of the bed. “Don’t strain yourself too hard, coming up with all that original content.”“I’m a fan of the classics,” he said, sliding the towel off his hips.

I read a lot. I always have, but in those two years I gorged myself on books with a voluptuous, almost erotic gluttony. I would go to the local library and take out as many as I could, and then lock myself in the bedsit and read solidly for a week. I went for old books, the older the better--Tolstoy, Poe, Jacobean tragedies, a dusty translation of Laclos--so that when I finally resurfaced, blinking and dazzled, it took me days to stop thinking in their cool, polished, crystalline rhythms.

Thus I did with Susan as with most other things in my earlier days, dipping her image into my mind and coloring it of a thousand fantastic hues, before I could see her as she really was.

I am no bird, no net ensnares me.

Тихая, уединенная жизнь в нашей деревенской глуши, с возможностью делать добро людям, которым так легко делать добро, к которому они не привыкли; потом труд, – труд, который, кажется, что приносит пользу; потом отдых, природа, книга, музыка, любовь к близкому человеку, – вот мое счастье, выше которого я не мечтал.

Well, I maintain that we haven't one single Russian Socialist; there are none and there have never been, for all our Socialists are also landowners or divinity students. All our notorious and professed Socialists, both here and abroad, are nothing more than Liberals from the landed gentry of the serf-owning days.