Quotes from Marie Corelli

You should always be well and bright, for so you do your best work; and you have so much beautiful work to do. The world needs it, and you must give it!

work is happiness. No one can take my work from me and therefore no one can take my happiness from me.

The Browning love story? It is an ideal, all too rare, and yet I hardly think it strange. It would have been far stranger had the fates allowed those two brilliant passionate souls to beat themselves out in silence.

nobody ever intends to be old.

And out of heart's pain comes heart's peace; and out of desire, accomplishment.

Such lovely warmth of thought and delicacy of colour are beyond all praise, and equally beyond all thanks!

You should always be well and bright, for so you do your best work and you have so much beautiful work to do. The world needs it, and you must give it!

I never married because there was no need. I have three pets at home which answer the same purpose as a husband. I have a dog which growls every morning, a parrot which swears all afternoon, and a cat that comes home late at night.

Let me be mad, then, by all means! mad with the madness of Absinthe, the wildest, most luxurious madness in the world! Vive la folie! Vive l'amour! Vive l'animalisme! Vive le Diable!

No one is contented in this world, I believe. There is always something left to desire, and the last thing longed for always seems the most necessary to happiness.

But a man gifted with original thoughts and the power of expressing them, appears to be regarded by everyone in authority as much worse than the worst criminal, and all the 'jacks-in-office' unite to kick him to death if they can.

takes its colours from the mind, my dear friend;"—he said—"If you discover evil suggestions in my music, the evil, I fear, must be in your own nature.

Few authors feel sufficiently themselves to make others ''feel

The finest actor is he who play the comedy of life perfectly, as i aspire to do. To walk well, talk well, weep well, laugh well and die well, it is all pure acting, because in every man there is the dumb dreadful immortal spirit who is real- who cannot act, who-is and who steadily maintains an infinite though speechless protest against the body's lies

Curious that it is impossible for a man to be original without attracting around him a set of unoriginal minds, as though he were a honey-pot and they the flies!

any era that is dominated by the love of money only, has a rotten core within it and must perish

Well I am glad I have something of the fool in my disposition--foolishness being the only quality that makes wisdom possible.

I can dip the pen in my own blood if I choose.

no fame is actually worth much now-a-days,—because it is not classic fame, strong in reposeful old-world dignity,—it is blatant noisy notoriety merely.

Whoever seeks to live by brain and pen alone is, at the beginning of such a career, treated as a sort of social pariah.

Be sure that if you are unhappily celebrated for either beauty, wit, intellect, or all three together, half society wishes you dead already, and the other half tries to make you as wretched as possible while you are alive.

Beauty combined with wantonness frequently ends in the drawn twitch, fixed eye and helpless limbs of life-in-death. It is Nature's revenge on the outraged body,—and do you know, Eternity's revenge on the impure Soul is extremely similar?

Listen to the silence of the earth while the lark sings! Have you ever observed the receptive attitude in which Nature seems to wait for sounds divine!

A man should choose a wife with a careful eye to his own personal gratification, in the same way that he chooses horses or wine--perfection or nothing. And the woman? The woman has really no right of choice, she must mate wherever she has the chance of being properly maintained. A man is always a man--a woman is only a man's appendage, and without beauty she cannot put forth any just claim to his admiration or support.