People are lucky and unlucky not according to what they get absolutely, but according to the ratio between what they get and what they have been led to expect.
- Lived
- 1835–1902
- Born
- Langar
- Died
- St John's Wood Road
- Nationality
- United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland
- Known as
- writer, photographer, composer, farmer
- Era
- 20th century
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Works (150)
The Will-be and the Has-been touch us more nearly than the Is. So we are more tender towards children and old people than to those who are in the prime of life.
The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too.
He is greatest who is most often in men's good thoughts.
Time is the only true purgatory.
Everything matters more than we think it does, and, at the same time, nothing matters so much as we think it does. The merest spark may set all Europe in a blaze, but though all Europe be set in a blaze twenty times over, the world will …
There are two classes, those who want to know and do not care whether others think they know or not, and those who do not much care about knowing but care very greatly about being reputed as knowing.
The evil that men do lives after them. Yes, and a good deal of the evil that they never did as well.
The great characters of fiction live as truly as the memories of dead men. For the life after death it is not necessary that a man or woman should have lived.
It does not matter much what a man hates provided he hates something.
It must be remembered that we have only heard one side of the case. God has written all the books.
An idea must not be condemned for being a little shy and incoherent; all new ideas are shy when introduced first among our old ones. We should have patience and see whether the incoherency is likely to wear off or to wear on, in which …
They [my thoughts] are like persons met upon a journey; I think them very agreeable at first but soon find, as a rule, that I am tired of them.
Every one should keep a mental waste-paper basket and the older he grows the more things he will consign to it — torn up to irrecoverable tatters.
I should like to like Robert Schumann|Schumann's music better than I do; I dare say I could make myself like it better if I tried; but I do not like having to try to make myself like things; I like things that make me like them at once and …
One can bring no greater reproach against a man than to say that he does not set sufficient value upon pleasure, and there is no greater sign of a fool than the thinking that he can tell at once and easily what it is that pleases him. To …
Nothing will ever die so long as it knows what to do under the circumstances, in other words so long as it knows its business.
If a person would understand either the Odyssey or any other ancient work, he must never look at the dead without seeing the living in them, nor at the living without thinking of the dead. We are too fond of seeing the ancients as one …
The greatest poets never write poetry. The Homer|Homers and William Shakespeare|Shakespeares are not the greatest — they are only the greatest that we can know. And so with George Frideric Handel|Handel among musicians. For the highest …
If people like being deceived — and this can hardly be doubted — there can rarely have been a time during which they can have had more of the wish than now. The literary, scientific and religious worlds vie with one another in trying to …
I am the enfant terrible of literature and science.
The supposition that the world is ever in league to put a man down is childish. Hardly less childish is it for an author to lay the blame on reviewers. A good sturdy author is a match for a hundred reviewers.
Surely the glory of finally getting rid of and burying a long and troublesome matter should be as great as that of making an important discovery. The trouble is that the coverer is like Samson who perished in the wreck of what he had …
All men can do great things, if they know what great things are.
