|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|William Makepeace Thackeray. (18111863)|
| Although I enter not,|
Yet round about the spot
Ofttimes I hover;
And near the sacred gate
With longing eyes I wait,
Expectant of her.
| Pendennis: At the Church Gate.|
| The play is done; the curtain drops,|
Slow falling to the prompters bell
A moment yet the actor stops
And looks around to say farewell.
It is an irksome word and task:
And when hes laughed and said his say
He shows, as he removes the mask,
A face thats anything but gay.
| The End of the Play.|
| Christmas is here:|
Winds whistle shrill,
Icy and chill.
Little care we;
Little we fear
The Mahogany Tree.
| The Mahogany Tree.|
| Werther had a love for Charlotte|
Such as words could never utter;
Would you know how first he met her?
She was cutting bread and butter.
| Sorrows of Werther.|
| Charlotte, having seen his body|
Borne before her on a shutter,
Like a well-conducted person,
Went on cutting bread and butter.
| Sorrows of Werther.|
| Ho, pretty page, with the dimpled chin|
That never has known the barbers shear,
All your wish is woman to win,
This is the way that boys begin.
Wait till you come to Forty Year.
| The Age of Wisdom.|
| Then sing as Martin Luther sang,|
As Doctor Martin Luther sang,
Who loves not wine, woman and song,
He is a fool his whole life long.
| A Credo.|
| Remember, it is as easy to marry a rich woman as a poor woman.|
| Pendennis. Book i. Chap. xxviii.|
| How hard it is to make an Englishman acknowledge that he is happy!|
| Pendennis. Book ii. Chap. xxxi.|
| T is strange what a man may do and a woman yet think him an angel.|
| Henry Esmond. Book i. Chap. vii.||
| The true pleasure of life is to live with your inferiors.|
| The Newcomes. Book i. Chap. i.|
| The wicked are wicked, no doubt, and they go astray and they fall, and they come by their deserts; but who can tell the mischief which the very virtuous do?|
| The Newcomes. Book i. Chap. xx.|
| This I set down as a positive truth. A woman with fair opportunities and without a positive hump, may marry whom she likes. 1 |
| Vanity Fair. Chap. iv.|
| Bravery never goes out of fashion.|
| The Four Georges.|
O. W. Holmes: The Professor at the Breakfast Table: I should like to see any kind of a man, distinguishable from a gorilla, that some good and even pretty woman could not shape a husband out of.
Bernard Shaw: Epistle Dedicatory to Man and Superman: The whole world is strewn with snares, traps, gins and pitfalls for the capture of men by women. [back]