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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| a38ed1a | He was lashing himself again into an impotent rage, painful to a son to witness | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 9fd2c05 | If Molly had not been so entirely loyal to her friend, she might have thought this constant brilliancy a little tiresome when brought into every-day life; it was not the sunshiny rest of a placid lake, it was | sadness enriched faking lake magical mirrors sunshine well-written sisters loyalty | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| a0da651 | He thought that I was helpless, because he saw me lonely and poor; but are not the armies of Heaven for the like of me? | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 5205950 | yet he felt the contrast between the well-filled, well-lighted shops and the dim gloomy cellar, and it made him moody that such contrasts should exist. They are the mysterious problem of life to more than him. He wondered if any in all the hurrying crowd had come from such a house of mourning. He thought they all looked joyous, and he was angry with them. But he could not, you cannot, read the lot of those who daily pass you by in the stree.. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| bee6e86 | I don't mean to deny that men are troublesome in a house. I don't judge from my own experience, for my father was neatness itself, and wiped his shoes on coming in as carefully as any woman; but still a man has a sort of knowledge of what should be done in difficulties, that it is very pleasant to have one at hand ready to lean upon. Now, | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| c1eed1c | He went along the crowded streets mechanically, winding in and out among the people, but never seeing them,--almost sick with longing for that one half-hour--that one brief space of time when she clung to him, and her heart beat against his--to come once again. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 82586c1 | Osborne and Roger knowing that the wife of the former was a Frenchwoman, and, conscious of each other's knowledge, felt doubly awkward; while Molly was as much confused as though she herself were secretly married. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 3256776 | Ay! Thornton o' Marlborough Mill, as we call him. - He is one of the masters you are striving with, is he not? what sort of master is he? - Did yo' ever see a bulldog? Set a bulldog on hindlegs, and dress him up in coat and breeches, and yo'n just getten John Thornton. | romance georgian-romance period-drama drama | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 30c70e3 | He llegado al convencimiento de que las simples instituciones, por mucha sabiduria y mucha reflexion que haya requerido organizarlas y concertarlas, no pueden unir a las clases como deberia hacerse, a menos que el desarrollo de dichas instituciones pusiese en contacto personal realmente a individuos de diferentes clases. Esa relacion es el autentico aliento vital. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 9f9352d | I think I will never sit down to play again! | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 4e95388 | Mrs. Thornton; the only mother he has, I believe, | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 4db15d3 | I always said a good despotism was the best form of government; and I am twice as much in favour of it now I see what a quorum is! | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| a26d999 | abstemiousness in her daily habits, it was part of her pride | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 960463d | You're one of th'Union, Job?' 'Ay! I'm one, sure enough; but I'm but a sleeping partner in the concern. I were obliged to become a member for peace, else I don't go along with 'em. Yo see they think themselves wise, and me silly, for differing with them! Well! there's no harm in that. But then they won't let me be silly in peace and quietness, but will force me to be as wise as they are; now that's not British liberty, I say. I'm forced to .. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 7ee240d | I know you despise me; allow me to say, it is because you don't understand me | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| f9f334d | 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. There was not a sign of Sylvia's liking for him to be gathered from the most careful recollection of the past evening. It was of no use thinking there was. It was better to give it up altogether and at once. But what if he could not? What if the thought.. | thoughts love philip sylvia unreq | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 91314f3 | bid her beware of French principles, which had led the French to cut off their king's and queen's heads. | twist | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 3631733 | I am punished. Only let me hope. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 99cb16d | But these factory people, who on earth wears cotton that can afford linen? | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| dd4c67e | Jemima was not pretty, the flatness and shortness of her face made her almost plain; yet most people looked twice at her expressive countenance, at the eyes which flamed or melted at every trifle, at the rich colour which came at every expressed emotion into her usually sallow face, at the faultless teeth which made her smile like a sunbeam. | countenance jemima-bradshaw not-pretty plain smile beautiful eyes | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 5f2a930 | The traditions of . . . bygone times, even to the smallest social particular, enable one to understand more clearly the circumstances with contributed to the formation of character. 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 independe.. | history character historical circumstances forefathers generations habits mindsets traditions | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 8c0c1d7 | the ladies of Cranford always dressed with chaste elegance and propriety... | propriety | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 8ae36c7 | Honi soit qui mal y pense. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 297b11a | She lay with her face to the wall, muttering low, but muttering always: Alas! alas! what is done in youth can never be undone in age! what is done in youth can never be undone in age! | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 815ead9 | But a wise parent humours the desire for independent action, so as to become the friend and adviser when his absolute rule shall cease. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| a7b3ad0 | He had married a delicate fine London lady; it was one of those perplexing marriages of which one cannot understand the reasons. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 3f9c76d | At all times it is a bewildering thing to the poor weaver to see his employer removing from house to house, each one grander than the last, till he ends in building one more magnificent than all, or withdraws his money from the concern, or sells his mill, to buy an estate in the country, while all the time the weaver, who thinks he and his fellows are the real makers of this wealth, is struggling on for bread for his children, through the v.. | poverty class classics class-struggle housing housing-crisis manchester mary-barton | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| d6e5212 | Roger let go; they were now on firm ground, and he did not wish any watchers to think that he was exercising any constraint over his father; and this quiet obedience to his impatient commands did more to soothe the Squire than anything else could have effected just then. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| fa4207e | Oh dear! how she could have loved him if he had but been different, | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 62e3c7d | My precept is, "Do something, my sister, do good if you can; but, at any rate, do something." | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 3bc6c83 | Adios hija. Al fin nos separamos, si. Has sido una bendicion para tu padre desde el mismo dia en que naciste. Benditos sean tus labios palidos que sonrien ahora, y me alegra una vez mas tu sonrisa aunque estoy solo y triste para siempre. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| e5b97d4 | O, it ended in my having nothing to say, when I sat down to write. But sometimes, when I get hold of a book, I wonder why I let such a poor reason stop me. It does not others. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| c27fc15 | wedding | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 1228b40 | But when she got into her own, she locked the door, and sate down to cry unwonted tears. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 3fb8632 | But though "silver and gold he had none," he gave heart-service and love--works of far more value." -- | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 13b6b16 | But he could not, you cannot, read the lot of those who daily pass you by in the street. How do you know the wild romances of their lives; the trials, the temptations they are even now enduring, resisting, sinking under? | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 9cdef74 | Real meekness of character is called out by experience of kindness. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 68c57b3 | But I'm clear about this, when God gives a blessing to be enjoyed, He gives it with a duty to be done; and the duty of the happy is to help the suffering to bear their woe. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| a8da7c5 | Nothing like the act of eating for equalising men. Dying is nothing to it. The philosopher dies sententiously--the pharisee ostentatiously--the simple-hearted humbly--the poor idiot blindly, as the sparrow falls to the ground; the philosopher and idiot, publican and pharisee, all eat after the same fashion--given an equally good digestion. There's theory for theory for you! | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 35f5288 | Pray, speak, sir; to see your face, and not be able to read it, gives me a worse dread than I trust any words of yours will justify. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 27799fd | Oh, don't be so wise and stupid. | stupidity wisdom oxymoron | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 110be5d | He thought that he disliked seeing one who had mortified him so keenly; but he was mistaken. It was a stinging pleasure to be in the room with her, and feel her presence. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 0aa1aff | His greatest comfort was in hugging his torment; and in feeling, as he had indeed said to her, that though she might despise him, contemn him, treat him with her proud sovereign indifference, he did not change one whit. She could not make him change. He loved her and would love her; and defy her, and this miserable bodily pain. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 2eb065c | Though it may take much suffering to kill the able-bodied and effective members of society, it does take much to reduce them to worn, listless, diseased creatures, who thenceforward crawl through life with moody hearts and pain-stricken bodies. | Elizabeth Gaskell |