This site is dedicated to the memory of Dr. Alan William Smolowe who gave birth to the creation of this database.
The whole drift of my education goes to persuade me that the world of our present consciousness is only one out of many worlds of consciousness that exist, and that those other worlds must contain experiences which have a meaning for our life also; and that although in the main their experiences and those of this world keep discrete, yet the two become continuous at certain points, and higher energies filter in.
Absolute | Ambition | Blush | Education | Feelings | Honor | Individual | Men | Pride | Question | Race | Reason | Right | Shame | System | Time | Worth | Ambition | Old |
Were one asked to characterize the life of religion in the broadest and most general terms possible, one might say that it consists of the belief that there is an unseen order, and our supreme good lies in harmoniously adjusting ourselves thereto.
Conceit causes more conversation than wit.
The language of women should be luminous, but not voluminous.
There are a great many men valued in society who have nothing to recommend them but serviceable vices.
Self-interest | Virtue | Virtue |
Nature makes merit, and fortune puts it to work.
Those who occupy their minds with small matters, generally become incapable of greatness.
There are some people who would never have fallen in love if they had not heard there was such a thing.
The one thing people are the most liberal with, is their advice.
Self-interest | Virtue | Virtue |
Weakness is the only fault that is incorrigible.
People who think they can live mean penance others lie to ourselves, but those who think other people cannot live without him be wrong again.
There are very few people who are not ashamed of having been in love when they no longer love each other.
It is better to bear the ills we have, than to anticipate those which may never come.
Pride |
What seems generosity is often disguised ambition, that despises small to run after greater interests.
Vice |
O my love, my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.
What makes lovers never tire of one another is that they talk always about themselves.
What causes us to like new acquaintances is not so much weariness of our old ones, or the pleasure of change, as disgust at not being sufficiently admired by those who know us too well, and the hope of being admired more by those who do not know so much about us.