Quote by Anthony Trollope
There is no happiness in love, except at the end of an English nov

There is no happiness in love, except at the end of an English novel. – Anthony Trollope

Other quotes by Anthony Trollope

In these days a man is nobody unless his biography is kept so far posted up that it may be ready for the national breakfast-table on the morning after his demise. – Anthony Trollope

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Morning
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It may almost be a question whether such wisdom as many of us have in our mature years has not come from the dying out of the power of temptation, rather than as the results of thought and resolution. – Anthony Trollope

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Wisdom
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Happiness
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Happiness is secured through virtue it is a good attained by mans own will. – Thomas Aquinas

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Happiness

Every poll about the Left, the Right, and happiness reveals that the farther left one goes, the less happy the person is likely to be. – Dennis Prager

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Happiness

There is nothing can pay one for that invaluable ignorance which is the companion of youth, those sanguine groundless hopes, and that lively vanity which makes all the happiness of life. – Mary Wortley

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Happiness

Remember happiness doesnt depend upon who you are or what you have it depends solely on what you think. – Dale Carnegie

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Happiness

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The value of experience is not in seeing much, but in seeing wisely. – William Osler

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Experience

The essence of success is that it is never necessary to think of a new idea oneself. It is far better to wait until somebody else does it, and then to copy him in every detail, except his mistakes. – Aubrey Menen

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Mistakes

I got interested in the idea of music that could make itself, in a sense, in the mid 1960s really, when I first heard composers like Terry Riley, and when I first started playing with tape recorders. – Brian Eno

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Music

Youth is in a grand flush, like the hot days of ending summer and pleasant dreams thrall your spirit, like the smoky atmosphere that bathes the landscape of an August day. – Donald G. Mitchell

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Dreams