Quotes from Mark Twain

The whole city of Orleans was one red flame of bonfires, and the heavens blushed with satisfaction to see it;

Rien n'existe. Tout n'est que rêve. Dieu, l'humanité, le soleil, la lune, la nature des étoiles. Un rêve, un simple rêve. Rien n'existe. Il n'y a que le vide. Et vous... Et vous n'êtes même pas vous. Vous n'avez ni corps, ni sang, ni os, vous n'êtes qu'une pensée.

They were nothing but ravens—I knew that—what they thought of me could be a matter of no consequence—and yet when even a raven shouts after you, What a hat! Oh, pull down your vest! and that sort of thing, it hurts you and humiliates you, and there is no getting around it with fine reasoning and pretty arguments. Animals

What connection is there, President, between this uncanny creature and the disappearance of Lord Beltham, of which we were talking at dinner?

It was the sort of time that all the Offal Court boys had, therefore he supposed it was the correct and comfortable thing.

Twenty years from now, you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did.

I admire him, I frankly confess it; and when his time comes I shall buy a piece of the rope for a keepsake.

The world is made wrong, kings should go to school to their own laws at times, and so learn mercy. -Edward Tudor

But old fools is the biggest fools there is. Can't learn an old dog new tricks, as the saying is.

SATURDAY morning was come, and all the summer world was bright and fresh, and brimming with life.

Not a reproach passed her lips. She was too great for that - she was Joan of Arc; and when that is said, all is said.

while Shiegra, the lioness, often crept stealthily into Necile's bower and purred softly as she lay beside the babe and fed it.

On je otkrio veliki zakon ljudske delatnosti, iako nije bio svestan toga svoga otkri?a. Taj zakon glasi: ako ho?eš da ti ?ovek ili de?ko svim srcem žudi za ne?im, u?ini samo da se to teško postiže.

She was troubled, and said that these honors were not meet for one of her lowly birth and station, and by their kind grace she would remain simple Joan of Arc, nothing more -- and so be called. Nothing more! As if there could be anything more, anything higher, anything greater. My Lady Du Lis -- why, it was tinsel, petty, perishable. But, JOAN OF ARC! The mere sound of it sets one's pulses leaping.

If I got it the right length precisely, I could spring the finishing ejaculation with effect enough to make some impressible girl deliver a startled little yelp and jump out of her seat --and that was what I was after.

By and by Tom's reading and dreaming about princely life wrought such a strong effect upon him that he began to act the prince, unconsciously.

My books are like water; those of the great geniuses are wine. Fortunately everybody drinks water.

It always happens that when a man seizes upon a neglected and important idea, people inflamed with the same notion crop up all around.

Life is short, break the rules., forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably and never regret anything that makes you smile.

Well, everybody does that way, Huck." "Tom, it don't make no difference. I ain't everybody, and I can't stand it. It's awful to be tied up so.

rad - ono što ?iniš pod moranje, a igra sve ono na šta nisi primoran.

Senza rendersene conto, aveva scoperto una legge importantissima che regola l'agire umano: e cioè che per indurre un uomo o un ragazzo a desiderare qualcosa, basta far sì che quella cosa risulti difficile da ottenere.

Well, the king was out of the hole; and on terms satisfactory to the Church and the rest of the aristocracy, no doubt. Men write many fine and plausible arguments in support of monarchy, but the fact remains that where every man in a State has a vote, brutal laws are impossible.

his own dread name I command it—BGWJJILLIGKKK!" Then I touched off the hogshead of rockets, and a vast fountain of dazzling lances of fire vomited itself toward the zenith with a hissing rush, and burst in mid-sky into a storm of flashing jewels! One mighty groan of terror started up from the massed people—then suddenly broke into a wild hosannah of joy—for there, fair and plain in the uncanny glare, they saw the freed water leaping forth!