Amelia Barr Quotes - Page 2

if a thing is to be done, there is no time like the hour that has not struck.

In any adversity gold can find friends.

I wear the key of memory, and can open every door in the house of my life.

Be not too strict - too far east is west. You may lose all by demanding all.

We generally get the evil we expect.

Once suspicion is aroused, every thing feeds it.

The inevitable has always found me ready and hopeful.

Solitude is such a potential thing. We hear voices in solitude, we never hear in the hurry and turmoil of life; we receive counsels and comforts, we get under no other condition.

To take offence is a great folly, and to give offence is a great folly - I know not which is the greater.

Love, like destiny, loves surprises.

Laughter is always fatal to feeling.

move not in your anger; it is like putting to sea in a tempest.

Perhaps when the light of heaven shows us clearly the pitfalls and dangers of the earth road that led to the heavenly city, our sweetest songs of gratitude will be not for the troubles we have conquered, but for those we have escaped.

When a man has calamity upon calamity the world generally concludes that he must be a very wicked man to deserve them. Perhaps the world is right; but it is also just possible that the world ... may be wrong.

Injustice is a sixth sense, and rouses all the others.

Genius is nothing more nor less than doing well what anyone can do badly.

The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.

One should not run on a new road.

The great difference between voyages rests not with the ships, but with the people you meet on them.

the breed is more than the pasture. As you know, the cuckoo lays her eggs in any bird's nest; it may be hatched among blackbirds or robins or thrushes, but it is always a cuckoo. ... a man cannot deliver himself from his ancestors.

Events that are predestined require but little management. They manage themselves. They slip into place while we sleep, and suddenly we are aware that the thing we fear to attempt, is already accomplished.

For still I see that forethought spares afterthought and after-sorrow.

But what do we know of the heart nearest to our own? What do we know of our own heart?

Old age is the verdict of life.

Oh, the soul keeps its youth!