Part 4

A stew's a stew, and not a boiling to shreds Absolute freedom could be the worst of perils Add on a tired pipe after dark, and a sound sleep to follow All passed too swift for happiness Allowed silly sensitiveness to prevent the repair As little trouble as the heath when the woods are swept Ask pardon of you, without excusing myself Attacked my conscience on the cowardly side Bade his audience to beware of princes Bandied the weariful shuttlecock of gallantry But the flower is a thing of the season; the flower drops off But to strangle craving is indeed to go through a death Days when you lay on your back and the sky rained apples Decent insincerity Determine that the future is in our debt, and draw on it Discreet play with her eyelids in our encounters Dogmatic arrogance of a just but ignorant man Excellent is pride; but oh! be sure of its foundations Faith works miracles. At least it allows time for them Habit of antedating his sagacity He clearly could not learn from misfortune He thinks or he chews He would neither retort nor defend himself He whipped himself up to one of his oratorical frenzies He put no question to anybody I can't think brisk out of my breeches I can pay clever gentlemen for doing Greek for me I do not defend myself ever I was discontented, and could not speak my discontent I laughed louder than was necessary If you kneel down, who will decline to put a foot on you? Intimations of cowardice menacing a paralysis of the will Irony instead of eloquence Is it any waste of time to write of love? It goes at the lifting of the bridegroom's little finger Kindness is kindness, all over the world Learn all about them afterwards, ay, and make the best of them Like a woman, who would and would not, and wanted a master Look within, and avoid lying Mindless, he says, and arrogant Nations at war are wild beasts No Act to compel a man to deny what appears in the papers Not to do things wholly is worse than not to do things at all One in a temper at a time I'm sure 's enough One who studies is not being a fool Only true race, properly so called, out of India--German Payment is no more so than to restore money held in trust Puns are the smallpox of the language Self, was digging pits for comfort to flow in Simple affection must bear the strain of friendship if it can Simplicity is the keenest weapon Some so-called laws of honour Stand not in my way, nor follow me too far Stultification of one's feelings and ideas Tears are the way of women and their comfort Tension of the old links keeping us together The most dangerous word of all--ja The love that survives has strangled craving The thought stood in her eyes The proper defence for a nation is its history The wretch who fears death dies multitudinously The past is our mortal mother, no dead thing Then for us the struggle, for him the grief There is more in men and women than the stuff they utter There's ne'er a worse off but there's a better off They seem to me to be educated to conceal their education They have not to speak to exhibit their minds They dare not. The more I dare, the less dare they They are little ironical laughter--Accidents Those who are rescued and made happy by circumstances Tight grasps of the hand, in which there was warmth and shyness Tis the fashion to have our tattle done by machinery To hope, and not be impatient, is really to believe To the rest of the world he was a progressive comedy To kill the deer and be sorry for the suffering wretch is common Too prompt, too full of personal relish of his point Twice a bad thing to turn sinners loose Unseemly hour--unbetimes Vessel was conspiring to ruin our self-respect War is only an exaggerated form of duelling Was I true? Not so very false, yet how far from truth! We has long overshadowed "I" What a man hates in adversity is to see 'faces' What else is so consolatory to a ruined man? Who beguiles so much as Self? Who so intoxicated as the convalescent catching at health? Who shuns true friends flies fortune in the concrete Winter mornings are divine. They move on noiselessly Would he see what he aims at? let him ask his heels You may learn to know yourself through love

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A bone in a boy's mind for him to gnaw and worry A kind of anchorage in case of indiscretion A night that had shivered repose Am I thy master, or thou mine? An instinct labouring to supply the deficiencies of stupidity And now came war, the purifier and the pestilence And one gets the worst of it (in any bargain) Anticipate opposition by initiating measures Appetite to flourish at the cost of the weaker As for titles, the way to defend them is to be worthy of them Boys are unjust Braggadocioing in deeds is only next bad to mouthing it Calm fanaticism of the passion of love Compassionate sentiments veered round to irate amazement Despises the pomades and curling-irons of modern romance Disqualification of constantly offending prejudices Efforts to weary him out of his project were unsuccessful Empty magnanimity which his uncle presented to him Energy to something, that was not to be had in a market Feminine pity, which is nearer to contempt than to tenderness Fit of Republicanism in the nursery Forewarn readers of this history that there is no plot in it Haunted many pillows He had expected romance, and had met merchandize He was too much on fire to know the taste of absurdity Holding to his work after the strain's over--That tells the man Humour preserved her from excesses of sentiment I cannot say less, and will say no more Impudent boy's fling at superiority over the superior In India they sacrifice the widows, in France the virgins Incessantly speaking of the necessity we granted it unknowingly Levelling a finger at the taxpayer Men had not pleased him of late Mental and moral neuters Never was a word fitter for a quack's mouth than "humanity" No case is hopeless till a man consents to think it is Peace-party which opposed was the actual cause of the war Peculiar subdued form of laughter through the nose Play the great game of blunders Please to be pathetic on that subject after I am wrinkled Politics as well as the other diseases Press, which had kindled, proceeded to extinguished Presumptuous belief Ready is the ardent mind to take footing on the last thing done She was not, happily, one of the women who betray strong feeling Shuns the statuesque pathetic, or any kind of posturing Straining for common talk, and showing the strain Style resembling either early architecture or utter dilapidation The people always wait for the winner The system is cursed by nature, and that means by heaven The tragedy of the mirror is one for a woman to write Times when an example is needed by brave men Tongue flew, thought followed We could row and ride and fish and shoot, and breed largely We dare not be weak if we would We were unarmed, and the spectacle was distressing We're treated like old-fashioned ornaments! You're talking to me, not to a gallery

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A dash of conventionalism makes the whole civilized world kin Aimlessness of a woman's curiosity All concessions to the people have been won from fear Appealed to reason in them; he would not hear of convictions Automatic creature is subject to the laws of its construction Beautiful servicelessness Canvassing means intimidation or corruption Comfortable have to pay in occasional panics for the serenity Consult the family means--waste your time Convictions are generally first impressions Country can go on very well without so much speech-making Crazy zigzag of policy in almost every stroke (of history) Dialectical stiffness Effort to be reticent concerning Nevil, and communicative Give our consciences to the keeping of the parsons Hates a compromise Man owes a duty to his class Mark of a fool to take everybody for a bigger fool than himself Martyrs of love or religion are madmen Never pretend to know a girl by her face No stopping the Press while the people have an appetite for it Oratory will not work against the stream, or on languid tides Parliament, is the best of occupations for idle men Protestant clergy the social police of the English middle-class The defensive is perilous policy in war The family view is everlastingly the shopkeeper's The infant candidate delights in his honesty There is no first claim There's nothing like a metaphor for an evasion They're always having to retire and always hissing Those happy men who enjoy perceptions without opinions Those whose humour consists of a readiness to laugh Threatened powerful drugs for weak stomachs To beg the vote and wink the bribe We can't hope to have what should be We have a system, not planned but grown World cannot pardon a breach of continuity

BEAUCHAMPS CAREER, V3 [GM#61][GM61V10.TXT]4455

A cloud of millinery shoots me off a mile from a woman A string of pearls: a woman who goes beyond that's in danger Admires a girl when there's no married woman or widow in sight After forty, men have married their habits An old spoiler of women is worse than one spoiled by them! And never did a stroke of work in my life Are we practical?' penetrates the bosom of an English audience As to wit, the sneer is the cloak of clumsiness Contemptuous exclusiveness could not go farther Discover the writers in a day when all are writing! Feigned utter condemnation to make partial comfort acceptable Frozen vanity called pride, which does not seek to be revenged Half-truth that we may put on the mask of the whole Hopes of a coming disillusion that would restore him How angry I should be with you if you were not so beautiful! I can confess my sight to be imperfect: but will you ever do so? If there's no doubt about it, how is it I have a doubt about it? It is not high flying, which usually ends in heavy falling Let none of us be so exalted above the wit of daily life No heart to dare is no heart to love! Oggler's genial piety made him shrink with nausea Past fairness, vaguely like a snow landscape in the thaw Planting the past in the present like a perceptible ghost Pleasure-giving laws that make the curves we recognize as beauty Practical or not, the good people affectingly wish to be Shun comparisons So the frog telleth tadpoles Socially and politically mean one thing in the end Story that she believed indeed, but had not quite sensibly felt The critic that sneers The language of party is eloquent The slavery of the love of a woman chained There may be women who think as well as feel; I don't know them Trust no man Still, this man may be better than that man Use your religion like a drug Who cannot talk!--but who can? Wives are only an item in the list, and not the most important Women don't care uncommonly for the men who love them You are not married, you are simply chained

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Alike believe that Providence is for them Better for men of extremely opposite opinions not to meet Convict it by instinct without the ceremony of a jury Cowardice is even worse for nations than for individual men Give our courage as hostage for the fulfilment of what we hope Good maxim for the wrathful--speak not at all Impossible for him to think that women thought Leader accustomed to count ahead upon vapourish abstractions Love, that has risen above emotion, quite independent of craving Made of his creed a strait-jacket for humanity Mankind is offended by heterodoxy in mean attire May not one love, not craving to be beloved? People with whom a mute conformity is as good as worship Prayer for an object is the cajolery of an idol Rebellion against society and advocacy of humanity run counter Small things producing great consequences That a mask is a concealment The girl could not know her own mind, for she suited him exactly The religion of this vast English middle-class--Comfort The turn will come to us as to others--and go Women must not be judging things out of their sphere

BEAUCHAMPS CAREER, V5 [GM#63][GM63V10.TXT]4457

A wound of the same kind that we are inflicting Affectedly gentle and unusually roundabout opening Carry a scene through in virtue's name and vice's mask Cordiality of an extreme relief in leaving Dark-eyed Renee was not beauty but attraction Decline to practise hypocrisy Fine eye for celestially directed consequences is ever haunted Fretted by his relatives he cannot be much of a giant Given up his brains for a lodging to a single idea He never calculated on the happening of mortal accidents He smoked, Lord Avonley said of the second departure Heights of humour beyond laughter Irony provoked his laughter more than fun Irritability at the intrusion of past disputes Led him to impress his unchangeableness upon her Money's a chain-cable for holding men to their senses On which does the eye linger longest--which draws the heart? Once called her beautiful; his praise had given her beauty Passion is not invariably love People is one of your Radical big words that burst at a query Scotchman's metaphysics; you know nothing clear Their not caring to think at all There is no step backward in life They have their thinking done for them They may know how to make themselves happy in their climate Thirst for the haranguing of crowds Too many time-servers rot the State We are chiefly led by hope Welcomed and lured on an adversary to wild outhitting What ninnies call Nature in books

BEAUCHAMPS CAREER, V6 [GM#64][GM64V10.TXT]4458

A tear would have overcome him--She had not wept Art of speaking on politics tersely Death within which welcomed a death without Dignity of sulking so seductive to the wounded spirit of man Grief of an ill-fortuned passion of his youth He lost the art of observing himself Immense wealth and native obtuseness combine to disfigure us Infallibility of our august mother Inflicted no foretaste of her coming subjection to him Love's a selfish business one has work in hand No man has a firm foothold who pretends to it Silence and such signs are like revelations in black night The defensive is perilous policy in war The greater wounds do not immediately convince us of our fate The rider's too heavy for the horse in England The weighty and the trivial contended Their hearts are eaten up by property Unanimous verdicts from a jury of temporary impressions We do not see clearly when we are trying to deceive Well, sir, we must sell our opium Won't do to be taking in reefs on a lee-shore Wooing a good man for his friendship

BEAUCHAMPS CAREER, V7 [GM#65][GM65V10.TXT]4459

And life said, Do it, and death said, To what end? As fair play as a woman's lord could give her Beauchamp's career Dogs die more decently than we men Dreads our climate and coffee too much to attempt the voyage Had come to be her lover through being her husband He bowed to facts He condensed a paragraph into a line He runs too much from first principles to extremes I do not think Frenchmen comparable to the women of France It would be hard! ay, then we do it forthwith Making too much of it--a trick of the vulgar More argument I cannot bear None but fanatics, cowards, white-eyeballed dogmatists Push indolent unreason to gain the delusion of happiness Reproof of such supererogatory counsel She had no longer anything to resent: she was obliged to weep Slaves of the priests The healthy only are fit to live The world without him would be heavy matter This girl was pliable only to service, not to grief Virtue of impatience We women can read men by their power to love When he's a Christian instead of a Churchman Where love exists there is goodness Without a single intimation that he loathed the task Wonderment that one of her sex should have ideas

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