Quotes from Mark Twain

extraneous, they are its mere clothing, and clothing can wear out, become ragged, cease to be comfortable, cease to protect the body from winter, disease, and death. To be loyal to rags, to shout for rags, to worship rags, to die for rags—that is a loyalty of unreason, it is pure animal; it belongs to monarchy, was

Company would be a palpable improvement

Qué apacible debía de ser, pensó, yacer y dormir y sonar por siempre jamás, con el viento murmurando por entre los árboles y meciendo las flores y las hierbas de la tumba, y no tener ya nunca molestias ni dolores que sufrir.

Light them both —I'll have to have one to see the other by.

Not because his troubles were one whit less heavy and bitter to him than a man's are to a man, but because a new and powerful interest bore them down and drove them out of his mind for the time—just as men's misfortunes are forgotten in the excitement of new enterprises.

It's not what we don't know that gets us in trouble. It's what we know for sure just ain't so.

and it lay just far enough away to seem a Delectable Land, dreamy, reposeful, and inviting. Tom appeared on the sidewalk with a bucket of whitewash and a long-handled brush. He surveyed the fence, and all gladness left him and a deep melancholy settled down upon his spirit. Thirty yards of board fence nine

You will banish me from your visions and I shall dissolve into the nothingness out of which you made me...

Monarchies, aristocracies, and religions are all based upon that large defect in your race—the individual's distrust of his neighbor, and his desire, for safety's or comfort's sake, to stand well in his neighbor's eye. These institutions will always remain, and always flourish, and always oppress you, affront you, and degrade you, because you will always be and remain slaves of minorities.

she took me for her son, and allowed she would sivilize me; but it was rough living in the house all the time, considering how dismal regular and decent the widow was in all her ways;

Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn't." ? Mark Twain, Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World

It seemed glorious sport to be feasting in that wild, free way in the virgin forest of an unexplored and uninhabited island

Drag your thoughts away from your troubles … by the ears, by the heels, or any other way you can manage it. - Mark Twain

their form of government in such a manner as they may think expedient." Under that gospel, the citizen who thinks he sees that the commonwealth's political clothes are worn out, and yet holds his peace and does not agitate for a new suit, is disloyal; he is a traitor.

One finds out a great many wonderful things, by traveling, if he stumbles upon the right person.

All right, then, I'll go to hell"—and tore it up.

Between 1870 and 1905 Mark Twain (Samuel L. Clemens) tried repeatedly, and at long intervals, to write (or dictate) his autobiography, always shelving the manuscript before he had made much progress. By

If he had been a great and wise philosopher, like the writer of this book, he would now have comprehended that Work consists of whatever a body is OBLIGED to do, and that Play consists of whatever a body is not obliged to do.

Todo ser humano debería sentirse avergonzado de su especie al pensar en los mamarrachos que siempre han ocupado los tronos.

The quality of mercy . . . is twice blessed; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes; 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest. it becomes The thronèd monarch better than his crown.

Just in this one matter lies the main charm of life in Europe — comfort. In America, we hurry — which is well; but when the day's work is done, we go on thinking of losses and gains, we plan for the morrow, we even carry our business cares to bed with us, and toss and worry over them when we ought to be restoring our racked bodies and brains with sleep.

a good deed ain't ever forgot.

At first the night travel promised to be fatiguing, but that was on account of pyjamas. This foolish night-dress consists of jacket and drawers. Sometimes they are made of silk, sometimes of a raspy, scratchy, slazy woolen material with a sandpaper surface. The drawers are loose elephant-legged and elephant-waisted things, and instead of buttoning around the body there

Pyjamas are hot on a hot night and cold on a cold night—defects which a nightshirt is free from. I tried the pyjamas in order to be in the fashion; but I was obliged to give them up, I couldn't stand them. There was no sufficient change from day-gear to night-gear. I missed the refreshing and luxurious sense, induced by the night-gown, of being undressed, emancipated, set free from restraints and trammels.