William Dean Howells
The conqueror is regarded with awe; the wise man commands our respect; but it is only the benevolent man that wins our affection.Collection: Respect
We are creatures of the moment; we live from one little space to another, and only one interest at a time fills these.Collection: Space
Wisdom and goodness are twin-born, one heart must hold both sisters, never seen apart.Collection: Wisdom
The action is best that secures the greatest happiness for the greatest number.Collection: Happiness
Inequality is as dear to the American heart as liberty itself.
It is the still, small voice that the soul heeds, not the deafening blasts of doom.
What the American public wants in the theater is a tragedy with a happy ending.
He who sleeps in continual noise is wakened by silence.
A man never sees all that his mother has been to him until it's too late to let her know that he sees it.
Some people can stay longer in an hour than others can in a week.
Tomorrow I shall be sixty-nine, but I do not seem to care. I did not start the affair, and I have not been consulted about it at any step.
If we like a man's dream, we call him a reformer; if we don't like his dream, we call him a crank.
The secret of the man who is universally interesting is that he is universally interested.
You'll find as you grow older that you weren't born such a great while ago after all. The time shortens up.
The book which you read from a sense of duty, or because for any reason you must, does not commonly make friends with you.
Is it worth while to observe that there are no Venetian blinds in Venice?
How is it the great pieces of good luck fall to us?
There will presently be no room in the world for things; it will be filled up with the advertisements of things.
Primitive societies without religion have never been found.
In Europe life is histrionic and dramatized, and in America, except when it is trying to be European, it is direct and sincere.
The mortality of all inanimate things is terrible to me, but that of books most of all.
Some people stay longer in an hour than others can in a week.Collection: Change
A friend knows how to allow for mere quantity in your talk, and only replies to the quality.Collection: Quality
The wars come and go in blood and tears; but whether they are bad wars, or what are comically called good wars, they are of one effect in death and sorrow.Collection: War
If ever the public was betrayed by its press, it's ours.Collection: Betrayed
People naturally despise a dependant.Collection: People
Do not trouble yourselves about standards or ideals; but try to be faithful and natural: remember that there is no greatness, no beauty, which does not come from truth to your own knowledge of things; and keep on working, even if your work is not long remembered.Collection: Truth
By beauty of course I mean truth, for the one involves the other; it is only the false in art which is ugly, and it is only the ugly that is universal.Collection: Art
See how today's achievement is only tomorrow's confusion;See how possession always cheapens the thing that was precious.Collection: Confusion
Each one of us must suffer long to himself before he can learn that he is but one in a great community of wretchedness which has been pitilessly repeating itself from the foundation of the world.Collection: Long
I know, indeed, of nothing more subtly satisfying and cheering than a knowledge of the real good will and appreciation of others. Such happiness does not come with money, nor does it flow from fine physical state. It cannot be brought. But it is the keenest joy, after all; and the toiler's truest and best reward.Collection: Happiness
The difficulty is to know conscience from self-interest.Collection: Self
The disposition to give a cup of cold water to a disciple is a far nobler property than the finest intellect. Satan has a fine intellect, but not the image of God.Collection: Giving
The wrecks of slavery are fast growing a fungus crop of sentiment.Collection: Growing
Preach the blessings of our deeply incorporated civilization by the mouths of our eight-inch guns.Collection: Blessing
Lord, for the erring thoughtNot into evil wrought:Lord, for the wicked willBetrayed and baffled still:For the heart from itself kept,Our thanksgiving accept.Collection: Thanksgiving
n artistic atmosphere does not create artists a literary atmosphere does not create literators; poets and painters spring up where there was never a verse made or a picture seen. This suggests that God is no more idle now than He was at the beginning, but that He is still and forever shaping the human chaos into the instruments and means of beauty.Collection: Spring
It's a curious thing, this thing we call civilization...we think it is an affair of epochs, and nations. It's really an affair of individuals. One brother will be civilized and the other a barbarian...All civilization comes through literature now, especially in our country. A Greek got his civilization by talking and looking, and in some measure a Parisian may still do it. But we, who live remote from history and monuments, we must read or we must barbarise.Collection: Country
It is the curse of prosperity that it takes work away from us, and shuts that door to hope and health of spirit.Collection: Hope
Christ and the life of Christ is at this moment inspiring the literature of the world as never before, and raising it up a witness against waste and want and war. It may confess Him, as in Tolstoi's work it does, or it may deny Him, but it cannot exclude Him; and in the degree that it ignores His spirit, modern literature is artistically inferior. In other words, all good literature is now Christmas literature.Collection: War
The swelling and towering omnibuses, the huge trucks and wagons and carriages, the impetuous hansoms and the more sobered four-wheelers, the pony-carts, donkey-carts, hand-carts, and bicycles which fearlessly find their way amidst the turmoil, with foot-passengers winding in and out, and covering the sidewalks with their multitude, give the effect of a single monstrous organism, which writhes swiftly along the channel where it had run in the figure of a flood till you were tired of that metaphor. You are now a molecule of that vast organism.Collection: Running
Out of the fragrant heart of bloom, The bobolinks are singing; Out of the fragrant heart of bloom The apple-tree whispers to the room, "Why art thou but a nest of gloom While the bobolinks are singing?Collection: Art
I wonder why we hate the past so.Collection: Hate