An extraordinary dream by lord charles wellesley. (Charlotte Bronte)'In this slumber i thought i was walking on the banks of a river... Which murmered over small pebbles at the bottom, gleaming like crystals through the silver stream' 'and the green buds of the wild rose trees around were unopened' 'and a mild warmth were shed from the sun... Then at its height in the blue sky
A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.
Men judge us by the success of our efforts. God looks at the efforts themselves.
I feel monotony and death to be almost the same.
Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.
Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilized by education; they grow firm there, firm as weeds among stones.
I am no bird and no net ensnares me I am a free human being with an independent will.
Look twice before you leap.
If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship, we must love friends for their sake rather than for our own.
Memory in youth is active and easily impressible; in old age it is comparatively callous to new impressions, but still retains vividly those of earlier years.