C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.
He who, being bold
For life to come, is false to the past sweet
Of mortal life, hath killed the world above.
For why to live again if not to meet?
And why to meet if not to meet in love? And why in love if not in that dear love of old? 1
It is a zealots faith that blasts the shrines of the false god, but builds no temple to the true. 2
It often requires more strength and judgment to resist than to embrace an opportunity. It is better to do nothing than to do other than well. 3
The secret of pleasure in life, as distinct from its great triumphs of transcendent joy, is to live in a series of small, legitimate successes. By legitimate I mean such as are not accompanied by self-condemnation. 4
Trembling lips, tuned to such grief that they say bright words sadly. 5 Unsuccessful emulation is too apt to sink into envy, which of all sins has not even the excuse to offer of temporary gratification. 6