Great Throughts Treasury

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William Shakespeare

O, my sweet sir, news fitting to the night, black, fearful, comfortless, and horrible.

Business | Enough | Guilt | Inclination | Man | Offense | Business |

Edwin Percy Whipple

A composition which dazzles at first sight by gaudy epithets, or brilliant turns or expression, or glittering trains of imagery, may fade gradually from the mind, leaving no enduring impression; but words which flow fresh and warm from a full heart, and which are instinct with the life and breath of human feeling, pass into household memories, and partake of the immortality of the affections from which they spring.

Little | Man |

Hu Shih, or Hú Shì

On the basis of biological, sociological, and historical knowledge, we should recognize that the individual self is subject to death or decay, but the sum total of individual achievement, for better or worse, lives on in the immortality of The Larger.

Poetry | Writing | Friends |

Ishvarakrishna, aka Iśvarakṛṣṇa NULL

The primary dispositions are innate; the acquired ones, like virtue and the rest, depend on the instruments. The uterine germ and the rest belong to the effect.

Action |

Elif Safak

The Iron Rule of prudence for an Istanbulite Woman: If you are as fragile as a tea glass, either find a way to never encounter burning water and hope to marry an ideal husband or get yourself laid and broken as soon as possible. Alternatively, stop being a tea-glass woman!

Light | Child |

Elias L. Magoon

Under the assumption of profound esteem, the flatterer wears an outward expression of fidelity, as foreign to his heart as the smile upon the face of the dead.

Good | Policy |

Eleazar ha-Kappar, alternate spelling Eliezer ha-Kappar

The synagogues and Beth midrashs in Babylonia will in the time to come be planted in Eretz Israel.

Disrespect | Grave | Inclination | Will | Blessed |

William Shakespeare

Shine comforts from the east, That I may back to Athens by daylight From these that my poor company detest; And sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye, Steal me awhile from mine own company.

Art | Beauty | Death | Enough | Evil | Father | Fortune | God | Good | Government | Heart | Rage | Shame | Tears | Vengeance | Virtue | Virtue | Government | Art | Beauty | God |

William Shakespeare

Silence often of pure innocence Persuades, when speaking fails.

William Shakespeare

So man and man should be, but clay and clay differs in dignity, whose dust is both alike.

Enemy | Faith |

William Shakespeare

So may he rest; his faults lie gently on him!

William Shakespeare

See, your guests approach. Address yourself to entertain them sprightly, and let's be red with mirth.

Knowledge | Suspicion |

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

He who prates of human nature's baseness and deceit looks in the mirror of his heart, and sees his kind therein reflected.

Emily Dickinson, fully Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It was not death, for I stood up, and all the dead lie down; it was not night, for all the bells put out their tongues, for noon. It was not frost, for on my flesh I felt siroccos crawl, nor fire, for just my marble feet could keep a chancel cool. And yet it tasted like them all; the figures I have seen set orderly, for burial, reminded me of mine, as if my life were shaven and fitted to a frame, and could not breathe without a key; and I was like midnight, some, when everything that ticked has stopped, and space stares, all around, or grisly frosts, first autumn morns, repeal the beating ground. But most like chaos,--stopless, cool, without a chance or spar,-- or even a report of land to justify despair.

Eternity | Mortal | Noise | Quiet | World |

Emily Brontë, fully Emily Jane Brontë, aka pseudonym Ellis Bell

'And then you would like me as well as your father?' observed he more cheerfully. 'But papa says you would love me better than him, and all the world, if you were my wife-so I'd rather you were that!' 'No! I should never love anybody better than papa,' she returned gravely. 'And people hate their wives, sometimes; but not their sisters and brothers, and if you were the latter, you would live with us, and papa would be as fond of you, as he is of me.

Prayer |

Emily Brontë, fully Emily Jane Brontë, aka pseudonym Ellis Bell

I assure you, a tiger, or a venomous serpent could not rouse terror in me equal to that which he wakens.

Gloom | Joy | Life | Life | Mourn | Pleasure | Smile | Tears | Thought | Thought |

Emily Brontë, fully Emily Jane Brontë, aka pseudonym Ellis Bell

I ran to the children's room: their door was ajar, I saw they had never laid down, though it was past midnight; but they were calmer, and did not need me to console them. The little souls were comforting each other with better thoughts than I could have hit on: no parson in the world ever pictured heaven so beautifully as they did, in their innocent talk; and, while I sobbed, and listened. I could not help wishing we were all there safe together.

Rest |

Emily Brontë, fully Emily Jane Brontë, aka pseudonym Ellis Bell

She seemed almost over fond of Mr. Linton; and even to his sister she showed plenty of affection. They were both very attentive to her comfort, certainly. It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn.

Heaven | Prayer | Rest |

English Proverbs

A forced kindness deserves no thanks.

English Proverbs

The truth will out.