It is very strange, this domination of our intellect by our digestive organs. We cannot work, we cannot think, unless our stomach wills so. It dictates to us our emotions, our passions. Jerome K. Jerome More Quotes by Jerome K. Jerome More Quotes From Jerome K. Jerome Time is but the shadow of the world upon the background of Eternity. Jerome K. Jerome shadow time inspirational Life is a thing to be lived, not spent; to be faced, not ordered. Life is not a game of chess, the victory to the most knowing; it is a game of cards, one's hand by skill to be made the best of. Jerome K. Jerome skills games hands That the boat did not upset I simply state as a fact. Why it did not upset I am unable to offer any reason. I have often thought about the matter since, but I have never succeeded in arriving at any satisfactory explanation of the phenomenon. Possibly the result may have been brought about by the natural obstinacy of all things in this world. The boat may possibly have come to the conclusion, judging from a cursory view of our behaviour, that we had come out for a morning's suicide, and had thereupon determined to disappoint us. That is the only suggestion I can offer. Jerome K. Jerome suicide views morning You can always tell the old river hand by the way in which he stretches himself out upon the cushions at the bottom of the boat, and encourages the rowers by telling them anecdotes about the marvellous feats he performed last season. Jerome K. Jerome rivers funny hands It always does seem to me that I am doing more work than I should do. It is not that I object to the work, mind you; I like work: it fascinates me. I can sit and look at it for hours. Jerome K. Jerome mind doe looks Give an average baby a fair chance, and if it doesn't do something it oughtn't to a doctor should be called in at once. Jerome K. Jerome baby funny children There may be a better land where bicycle saddles are made of rainbow, stuffed with cloud; in this world the simplest thing is to get used to something hard. Jerome K. Jerome cycling land clouds There are the goods; if you want them, you can have them. If you do not want them, they would almost rather that you did not come and talk about them. Jerome K. Jerome goods ifs want Seek out some retired and old-world spot, far from the madding crowd, and dream away a sunny week among its drowsy lanes - some half-forgotten nook, hidden away by the fairies, out of reach of the noisy world - some quaint-perched eyrie on the cliffs of Time, from whence the surging waves of the nineteenth century would sound far-off and faint. Jerome K. Jerome half sound dream There is no more thrilling sensation I know of than sailing. It comes as near to flying as man has got to yet - except in dreams. Jerome K. Jerome sea dream men The facts of life are the impossibilities of fiction. Jerome K. Jerome life facts fiction What readers ask nowadays in a book is that it should improve, instruct, and elevate. This book wouldn't elevate a cow. Jerome K. Jerome reading funny book Cassivelaunus had prepared the river for Caesar, by planting it full of stakes (and had, no doubt, put up a notice-board). Jerome K. Jerome boards doubt rivers I will not take up your time, dear boy, with telling you what is the matter with me. Life is brief, and you might pass away before I had finished. But I will tell you what is NOT the matter with me. I have not got housemaid’s knee. Why I have not got housemaid’s knee, I cannot tell you; but the fact remains that I have not got it. Everything else, however, I HAVE got. Jerome K. Jerome passing-away might boys Splendid cheeses they were, ripe and mellow, and with a two hundred horse-power scent about them that might have been warranted to carry three miles, and knock a man over at two hundred yards. Jerome K. Jerome horse men two We are so bound together that no man can labor for himself alone. Each blow he strikes in his own behalf helps to mold the universe. Jerome K. Jerome diversity blow men Life will always remain a gamble, with prizes sometimes for the imprudent, and blanks so often to the wise. Jerome K. Jerome wise sometimes life We like, we cherish, we are very, very fond of—but we never love again. Jerome K. Jerome love-again cherish I love the chill October days, when the brown leaves lie thick and sodden underneath your feet ... the evenings in late autumn time, when the white mist creeps across the fields, making it seem as though old Earth, feeling the night air cold to its poor bones, were drawing ghostly bedclothes round its withered limbs. Jerome K. Jerome autumn night lying Contented, unambitious people are all very well in their way. They form a neat, useful background for great portraits to be painted against, and they make a respectable, if not particularly intelligent, audience for the active spirits of the age to play before. I have not a word to say against contented people so long as they keep quiet. Jerome K. Jerome intelligent play long
