Quotes About Character

Money can't change who we are. All it does is magnify our true natures. If you're mean and selfish, you have more to be mean and selfish with. If you're grateful and loving, you have more to appreciate and give.

Waste no more time arguing about what a good man should be. Be one. —MARCUS AURELIUS

Waste no more time arguing about what a good man should be. Be one. —MARCUS AURELIUS Money is only a tool. It will take you wherever you wish, but it will not replace you as the driver. —AYN RAND

Gratitude is the sign of noble souls. —AESOP

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Puedes predicar un mejor sermón con tu vida que con tus labios. OLIVER GOLDSMITH

We first make our habits, and then our habits make us." —JOHN DRYDEN

Conduct! Is conduct everything? One may conduct oneself excellently, and yet break one's heart.

Her virtues were too numerous to describe, and not sufficiently interesting to deserve description.

She was not softly delicate in all her ways; but in disposition and temper she was altogether generous. I do not know that she was at all points a lady, but had Fate so willed it she would have been a thorough gentleman.

You might pass Eleanor Harding in the street without notice, but you could hardly pass an evening with her and not lose your heart.

If I had a husband I should want a good one, a man with a head on his shoulders, and a heart. Even if I were young and good-looking, I doubt whether I could please myself. As it is I am likely to be taken bodily to heaven, as to become any man's wife.

No novel is anything, for the purposes either of comedy or tragedy, unless the reader can sympathise with the characters whose names he finds upon the pages. Let an author so tell his tale as to touch his reader's heart and draw his tears, and he has, so far, done his work well. Truth let there be, --truth of description, truth of character, human truth as to men and women. If there be such truth, I do not know that a novel can be too sensational.

The form and face of Lady Eustace, which indeed were very lovely, were distasteful to her; whereas she delighted to look upon the broad, plain, colourless countenance of Lydia Fawn, who was endeared to her by frank good humour and an unselfish disposition. In regard to men she had never asked herself the question whether this man was handsome or that man ugly.

You must take the world as you find it, with a struggle to be something more honest than those around you. Phineas, as he preached himself this sermon, declared to himself that they who attempted more than this flew too high in the clouds to be of service to men an women upon the earth

It is good to be beautiful, but it should come of God and not of the hairdresser. And personal dignity is a great possession; but a man should struggle for it no more than he would for beauty.

The heroes of life are so much better than the heroes of romance," said Caroline.

She was an old woman who thought all evil of those she did not know, and all good of those whom she did know....

You are quite wrong about him, Felix had said. He has not been atan English school, or English university, and therefore is not like other young men that you know; but he is, I think, well educated and clever. As for conceit, what man will do any good who is notconceited? Nobody holds a good opinion of a man who has a low opinion of himself. All the same, my dear fellow, I do not like Lucius Mason.

And you know, aunt, I still hope that I shall be found to have kept on the right side of the posts. You will find that poor Lord Chiltern is not so black as he is painted.' 'But why take anybody that is black at all?' 'I like a little shade in the picture, aunt.

But are no other portraits necessary? Should we not be taught to see the men and women among whom we really live,—men and women such as we are ourselves,—in order that we should know what are the exact failings which oppress ourselves, and thus learn to hate, and if possible to avoid in life the faults of character which in life are hardly visible, but which in portraiture of life can be made to be so transparent.

He had never done any good, but he had always carried himself like a duke, and like a duke he carried himself to the end.

A low voice is an excellent thing in woman.

Miss Thorne made no reply. She felt that she had no good ground on which to defend her sex of the present generation from the sarcasm of Mr. Plomacy. She had once declared, in one of her warmer moments, "that now-a-days the gentlemen were all women, and the ladies all men." She could not alter the debased character of the age. But