Quotes from Anthony Trollope

Her smile, when she condescended to smile, was very sweet,—lighting up her whole face and flattering for the moment the person on whom it shone. It was as though a rose in emitting its perfume could confine itself to the nostrils of its one favoured friend. And

But he was chiefly angry with himself for this, — that he had been a villain without gaining anything by his villainy; that he had been a villain, and was to lose so much by his villainy.

Up to this moment she had formed no future hope. At

But the country is changing." "It's going to the dogs, I think; — about as fast as it can go." "We build churches much faster than we used to do." "Do we say our prayers in them when we have built them?" asked the Squire.

A man shall be possessed of florid, youthful blooming health till, it matters not what age — thirty; forty; fifty — then comes some nipping frost, some period of agony, that robs the fibres of the body of their succulence, and the hale and hearty man is counted among the old.

Yes; — exactly. But what is to be the end of it? Is he to be allowed to ruin you and Hetta? It can't go on long." "You wouldn't have me throw him over." "I think he is throwing you over. And then it is so thoroughly dishonest, — so ungentlemanlike! I

He's been so little here, Daniel," said the squire. "It goes as tinder and a spark o' fire, that does," said the farmer. "Girls like Ruby don't want no time to be wooed by one such as that, though they'll fall-lall with a man like John Crumb for years.

There are people, in that respect very fortunately circumstanced, whose servants, as a matter of course, know all their affairs, have an interest in their concerns, sympathise with their demands, feel their wants, and are absolutely at one with them. But in such cases the servants are really known, and are almost as completely a part of the family as the sons and daughters.

Aid from heaven you may have," he said, "by saying your prayers; and I don't doubt you ask it for this and all other things generally. But an angel won't come to tell you who ought to be Chancellor of the Exchequer.

is true that one must put up with wrong, with a great deal of wrong. But no one need put up with wrong that he can remedy.

Mr. Jones had never seen the lady's face. He longed to know what were the features of the woman who had been so blind — if indeed that story were true.

The two wives of the two men were in the pony carriage, and the little Lady Glencora, the Duchess's eldest daughter, was sitting between them.

CHAPTER LV 'I HAVE TOLD HIM EVERYTHING

But the old symbols remained, and may such symbols long remain among us; they are still lovely and fit to be loved. They tell us of the true and manly feelings of other times; and to him who can read aright, they explain more fully, more truly than any written history can do, how Englishmen have become what they are.

your heart] That is your own estate, your own, your very own, --our own and another's. Whatever may go to the moneylenders, don't send that there. Don't mortgage that.

And he has a much higher chivalry than that of the old poets. They, or their heroes, watched their women because they did not want to have trouble about them, — shut them up in castles, kept them in ignorance, and held them as far as they could out of harm's way.

never so solemn a hermit; but a bright face, a true trusting heart, a strong arm, and an humble mind, might do much in teaching those around him that men may be gay and yet not profligate, that women may be devout and yet not dead to the world.

CHAPTER XXV THE LAST MORNING AT RUFFORD HALL

the principal duty which a parent owed to a child was to make him happy.

But he is too proud to watch. If you and I were hatching treason against him in the dark, and chance had brought him there, he would stop his ears with his fingers. He is all trust, even when he knows that he is being deceived

While she was at the deanery there sprung up a renewed friendship between her and Lizzie. It was, indeed, chiefly a one-sided friendship; for Lucy, who was quick and unconsciously capable of reading that book to which we alluded in a previous chapter, was somewhat afraid of the rich widow. And when Lizzie talked to her of their old childish days, and quoted poetry, and spoke of things romantic, — as she was much given to do, — Lucy felt that the metal did not ring true.

Some men there are with minds so strangely fashioned, that they extract an ill from every good and grief from every blessing.

There are no antiquities in my case — not even an independent curl nor a bit of loose ivory. Her insipid years have been devoted to the ironmonger, and she is now as tempting a daughter of Eve as ever made a man's heart beat uneasy beneath his sword belt. She ought to have been a sort of relative of yours, Steinmark.

Most of us know when we enter a drawing-room whether it is a pretty room or no; but how few of us know how to make a drawing-room pretty! There has come up in London in these latter days a form of room so monstrously ugly that I will venture to say that no other people on earth but Londoners would put up with it. Londoners, as a rule, take their houses as they can get them, looking only to situation, size, and price.