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She used to sit long hours upon the beach, gazing intently on the waves as they chafed with perpetual motion against the pebbly shore,--or she looked out upon the more distant heave, and sparkle against the sky, and heard, without being conscious of hearing, the eternal psalm, which went up continually.
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Sally, do you think God has put us into the world just to be selfish, and do nothing but see after our own souls? or to help one another with heart and hand, as Christ did to all who wanted help?
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selfish
helping-others
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He could not bear to see pain, or sorrow, or misery of any kind; and, if it came under his notice, he was never easy till he had relieved it, for the time, at any rate. But he was afraid of being made uncomfortable; so, if he possibly could, he would avoid seeing any one who was ill or unhappy; and he did not thank any one for telling him about them.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Mr. Thornton stood by one of the windows, with his back to the door, apparently absorbed in watching something in the street. But, in truth, he was afraid of himself. His heart beat thick at the thought of her coming. He could not forget the touch of her arms around his neck, impatiently felt as it had been at the time; but now the recollection of her clinging defence of him, seemed to thrill him through and through,--to melt away every res..
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Was he bewitched by those beautiful eyes, that soft, half-open, sighing mouth which lay so close upon his shoulder only yesterday? He could not even shake off the recollection that she had been there; that her arms had been round him, once--if never again.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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She handed him his cup of tea with the proud air of an unwilling slave...
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Pray don't go into similes, Margaret; you have led us off once already,' said her father, smiling, yet uneasy at the thought that they were detaining Mr. Thornton against his will, which was a mistake; for he rather liked it, as long as Margaret would talk, although what she said only irritated him.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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I did try to remember what you said, and to think more of others, but it is so difficult sometimes [...] live only in trying to do, and to be, as other people like. I don't see any end to it. I might as well never have lived.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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he strove to leave his life in the hands of God, and to forget himself.
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self-denial
self-forgetfulness
trust-in-god
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The daily life into which people are born, and into which they are absorbed before they are well aware, forms chains which only one in a hundred has moral strength enough to despise, and to break when the right time comes - when an inward necessity for independent individual action arises, which is superior to all outward conventionalities.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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I did not think I had been so old,' said Margaret after a pause of silence; and she turned away sighing. 'Yes!' said Mr. Bell. 'It is the first changes among familiar things that make such a mystery of time to the young, afterwards we lose the sense of the mysterious. I take changes in all I see as a matter of course. The instability of all human things is familiar to me, to you it is new and oppressive.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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But between the busy heads and over-reaching arms he could see Charley and Sylvia, sitting close together, talking and listening more than eating. She was in a new strange state of happiness not to be reasoned about, or accounted for, but in a state of more exquisite feeling than she had ever experienced before;
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young-love
sylvia
talking
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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I have often thought of the postman's bringing me a letter as one of the pleasures I shall miss in heaven.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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She found Nicholas busily engaged in making a penny spin on the dresser, for the amusement of three little children, who were clinging to him in a fearless manner. He, as well as they, was smiling at a good long spin;
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Mother' (with a short scornful laugh), 'you will make me confess. The only time I saw Miss Hale, she treated me with a haughty civility which had a strong flavour of contempt in it. She held herself aloof from me as if she had been a queen, and I her humble, unwashed vassal. Be easy, mother.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Bessy, don't be impatient with your life, whatever it is--or may have been. Remember who gave it you, and made it what it is!
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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And I too change perpetually-now this, now that-now disappointed and peevish because all is not exactly as I had pictured it, and now suddenly discovering that the reality is far more beautiful than I had imagined it. Oh, Helstone! I shall never love any place like you.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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The more it rains and blows, the more certain we are to have him.
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determination
resilience
north-and-south
resistance
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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She tried to comfort herself with the idea, that what he imagined her to be, did not alter the fact of what she was. But it was a truism, a phantom, and broke down under the weight of her regret. She
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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For we have every one of us felt how a very few minutes of the months and years called life, will sometimes suffice to place all time past and future in an entirely new light; will make us see the vanity or the criminality of the bygone, and so change the aspect of the coming time that we look with loathing on the very thing we have most desired. A few moments may change our character for life, by giving a totally different direction to our..
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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suspected
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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He may care for her, though she really has been almost rude to him at times. But she! - why, Margaret would never think of him, I'm sure! Such a thing has never entered her head." "Entering her heart would do."
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love
victorian
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All the morning since he got up he had been trying to fight through his duties--leaning against a hope--a hope that first had bowed, and then had broke as soon as he really tried its weight.
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hopeless
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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That night Mr. Hale laid his head down on the pillow on which it never more should stir with life. The servant who entered his room in the morning, received no answer to his speech; drew near the bed, and saw the calm, beautiful face lying white and cold under the ineffaceable seal of death. The attitude was exquisitely easy; there had been no pain--no struggle. The action of the heart must have ceased as he lay down.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Death was as true and as common as poverty; yet people never spoke about that, loud out in the streets. It was a word not to be mentioned to ears polite.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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she might be idle, and silent, and forgetful, - and what seemed more than all other privileges - she might be unhappy if she liked.
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rest
dependancy
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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I don't like shoppy people. I think we are far better off, knowing only cottagers and labourers, and people without pretence.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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'Your beauty was the first that won the place, And scal'd the walls of my undaunted heart, Which, captive now, pines in a caitive case, Unkindly met with rigour for desert;-- Yet not the less your servant shall abide, In spite of rude repulse or silent pride.' WILLIAM FOWLER.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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She did not answer. She could not tell what words to use. She was afraid of saying anything, lest the passion of anger, dislike, indignation - whatever it was that was boiling up in her breast - should find vent in cries and screams, or worse, in raging words that could never be forgotten. It was as if the piece of solid ground on which she stood had broken from the shore, and she was drifting out to the infinite sea alone.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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It's no wonder to my mind, when I hear ladies talk such a deal about being ladies-- and when they're such fearful, delicate, dainty ladies too-- I say it's no wonder there are no longer any saints on earth___
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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It is always the savage lads, with their love of excitement, who head the riot - reckless to what bloodshed it may lead.
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milton
north
south
strike
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By the soft green light in the woody glade, On the banks of moss where thy childhood played; By the household tree, thro' which thine eye First looked in love to the summer sky.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Why, they took nouns that were signs of things which gave evidence of wealth,--housekeepers, under-gardeners, extent of glass, valuable lace, diamonds, and all such things; and each one formed her speech so as to bring them all in, in the prettiest accidental manner possible.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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La lealtad y la obediencia a la sabiduria y la justicia estan bien; pero es aun mejor desafiar el poder arbitrario ejercido de forma injusta y cruel, no en nuestra propia defensa sino en la de otros mas desvalidos.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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As far as she could see, her life was ordained to be lonely, and she must subdue her nature to her life, and, if possible, bring the two into harmony. When she could employ herself in fiction, all was comparatively well. The characters were her companions in the quiet hours, which she spent utterly alone, unable often to stir out of doors for many days together.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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My theory is a sort of parody on the maxim of "Get money, my son, honestly if you can; but get money." My precept is, "Do something, my sister, do good if you can; but, at any rate, do something."
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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A few moments may change our character for life, by giving a totally different direction to our aims and energies.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Let us alone, little woman. We understand each other, don't we, doctor? Why, bless your life, he gives me better than he gets many a time; only, you see, he sugars it over, and says a sharp thing, and pretends it's all civility and humility; but I can tell when he's giving me a pill.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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only half of Roger's success was owing to his mental powers; the other half was owing to his perfect health, which enabled him to work harder and more continuously than most men without suffering. He said that in all his experience he had never known any one with an equal capacity for mental labour; and that he could come again with a fresh appetite to his studies after shorter intervals of rest than most
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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You can never work facts as you would fixed quantities, and say, given two facts, and the product is so and so. God has given men feelings and passions which cannot be worked into the problem, because they are for ever changing and uncertain. God has also made some weak; not in any one way, but in all. One is weak in body, another in mind, another in steadiness of purpose, a fourth can't tell right from wrong, and so on; or if he can tell t..
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Errands of mercy--errands of sin--did you ever think where all the thousands of people you daily meet are bound?
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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thou must believe that God will turn thy very silence, suspension, deprivation, and laying aside, to His glory, and the advancement of the Gospel's interest. When God will not use thee in one kind, yet He will in another. A soul that desires to serve and honour Him shall never want opportunity to do it; nor must thou so limit the Holy One of Israel as to think He hath but one way in which He can glorify Himself by thee. He can do it by thy ..
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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No one knows till they have tried, what power of bearing lies in them.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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I know we differ in our religious opinions; but don't you give me credit for having some, though not the same as yours?
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Elizabeth Gaskell |