Life is a breathing-space between two eternities, a holiday with appalling realities behind and before. Louise Imogen Guiney More Quotes by Louise Imogen Guiney More Quotes From Louise Imogen Guiney [Death:] The one inexorable thing! Louise Imogen Guiney inexorable death A guest should be permitted to graze, as it were, in the pastures of his host's kindness, left even to his own devices, like a rational being, and handsomely neglected. Louise Imogen Guiney guests kindness past Children are born optimists and we slowly educate them out of their heresy Louise Imogen Guiney optimism born children The fears of what may come to pass, I cast them all away, Among the clover scented grass, Among the new-mown hay. Louise Imogen Guiney hay loss may Life is legal tender, and individual character stamps its value. We are from a thousand mints, and all genuine. Despite our infinitely diverse appraisements, we make change for one another. So many ideals planted are worth the great gold of Socrates; so many impious laws broken are worth John Brown. Louise Imogen Guiney broken law character I am not in the least given to any violent interest in womankind, however, such as has addled the country's brains of late. Give me a manandwoman world: 'tis good enough! Louise Imogen Guiney brain giving country With fatal, fatal Love a girlhood goes. Louise Imogen Guiney girlhood The hand betrays the heart. Louise Imogen Guiney betray heart hands Youth, ah, Youth! all men's desire and sorrow. Louise Imogen Guiney sorrow desire men Youth is slipping, dripping, pearl on pearl, away. Louise Imogen Guiney slipping youth pearls Idleness, simon-pure, from which all manner of good springs like seed from a fallow soil, is sure to be misnamed and misconstrued. Louise Imogen Guiney misconstrued soil spring Quotations (such as have point and lack triteness) from the great old authors are an act of reverence on the part of the quoter, and a blessing to a public grown superficial and external. Louise Imogen Guiney reverence superficial blessing Family traits, like murder, will out. Nature has but so many molds. Louise Imogen Guiney mold murder family Very few can be trusted with an education. Louise Imogen Guiney trusted education High above hate I dwell, O storms! farewell. Louise Imogen Guiney hate farewell hatred My own passion, all my life, has been non-collecting. Louise Imogen Guiney my-own collecting passion Character demonstrates itself in trifles. Louise Imogen Guiney small-things trifles character No pleasure or success in life quite meets the capacity of our hearts. We take in our good things with enthusiasm, and think ourselves happy and satisfied; but afterward, when the froth and foam have subsided, we discover that the goblet is not more than half-filled with the golden liquid that was poured into it. Louise Imogen Guiney ambition heart thinking