Letters to absence can a voice impart,
And lend a tongue when distance gags the heart. – Horace Walpole
The world is a tradgedy to those who feel, but a comedy to those who think. – Horace Walpole
Letters to absence can a voice impart,
And lend a tongue when distance gags the heart. – Horace Walpole
The world is a tradgedy to those who feel, but a comedy to those who think. – Horace Walpole
By deafness one gains in one respect more than one loses one misses more nonsense than sense. – Horace Walpole
Plot, rules, nor even poetry, are not half so great beauties in tragedy or comedy as a just imitation of nature, of character, of the passions and their operations in diversified situations. – Horace Walpole
In a mans letters you know, Madam, his soul lies naked, his letters are only the mirror of his breast, whatever passes within him is shown undisguised in its natural process. Nothing is inverted, nothing distorted, you see systems in their elements, you discover actions in their motives. – Samuel Johnson
I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself than be crowded on a velvet cushion. I would rather ride on earth in an ox cart, with a free circulation, than go to heaven in the fancy car of an excursion train and breathe a malaria all the way. – Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods, “Economy” #infj