Who knows but I shall grow reasonable at last, descend from my ideal heaven to the real earth, marry, and - Oh Plato! - make a pudding? Jane Welsh Carlyle More Quotes by Jane Welsh Carlyle More Quotes From Jane Welsh Carlyle The only thing that makes one place more attractive to me than another is the quantity of heart I find in it. Jane Welsh Carlyle attractiveness attractive heart I am not at all the sort of person you and I took me for. Jane Welsh Carlyle accepting-reality persons personality The longer one lives in this hard world motherless, the more a mother's loss makes itself felt. Jane Welsh Carlyle mother loss world cracked things often hold out as long as whole things; one takes so much better care of them! Jane Welsh Carlyle cracked care long Young children are such nasty little beasts! Jane Welsh Carlyle nasty littles children The longer I live, the more I am certified that men, in all that relates to their own health, have not common sense! whether it be their pride, or their impatience, or their obstinancy, or their ingrained spirit of contradiction, that stupefies and misleads them, the result is always a certain amount of idiocy, or distraction in their dealings with their own bodies! ... either by their wild impatience of bodily suffering, and the exaggerated moan they make over it, or else by their reckless defiance of it, and neglect of every dictate of prudence! Jane Welsh Carlyle common-sense pride men Instead of boiling up individuals into the species, I would draw a chalk circle round every individuality, and preach to it to keep within that, and preserve and cultivate its identity. Jane Welsh Carlyle diversity circles justice the less one does, as I long ago observed, the less one can find time to do. Jane Welsh Carlyle long-ago doe long People who are so dreadfully "devoted" to their wives are so apt, from mere habit, to get devoted to other people's wives as well. Jane Welsh Carlyle infidelity wife people The surest way to get a thing in this life is to be prepared for doing without it, to the exclusion even of hope. Jane Welsh Carlyle preparation hope life all griefs, when there is no bitterness in them, are soothed down by time. Jane Welsh Carlyle bitterness grief How many precious things do we not already possess which others have not - have hardly an idea of! Let us enjoy these, then, and bless God that we are permitted to enjoy them, rather than importune His goodness with vain longings for more. Jane Welsh Carlyle longing goodness ideas Blessed be the inventor of photography! I set him above even the inventor of chloroform! It has given more positive pleasure to poor suffering humanity than anything else that has ''cast up'' in my time or is like to -- this art by which even the ''poor'' can possess themselves of tolerable likenesses of their absent dear ones. And mustn't it be acting favorably on the morality of the country? Jane Welsh Carlyle photography country art On earth the living have much to bear; the difference is chiefly in the manner of bearing, and my manner of bearing is far from being the best. Jane Welsh Carlyle differences earth bears In spite of the honestest efforts to annihilate my I-ity, or merge it in what the world doubtless considers my better half, I still find myself a self-subsisting and alas! self-seeking me. Jane Welsh Carlyle diversity self justice Teaching, I find, is not the most amusing thing on earth; in fact, with a stupid lump for a Pupil, it is about the most irksome. Jane Welsh Carlyle teaching stupid facts I rely on the promise, God is kind to women, fools, and drunk people. Jane Welsh Carlyle drunk people promise The glittering baits of titles and honours are only for children and fools. Jane Welsh Carlyle bait fool children A fashionable wife! Oh! Never will I be anything so heartless! I have pictured for myself a far higher destiny than this. - Will it ever be more than a picture? Jane Welsh Carlyle heartless destiny wife Homeopathy - an invention of the Father of Lies! I have tried it and found it wanting. I would swallow their whole doles medicine chest for sixpence, and be sure of finding myself neither better nor worse for it. Jane Welsh Carlyle medicine father lying
