H. C. Bailey Quotes
Fine thoughts are wealth, for the right use of which Men are and ought to be accountable,-- If not to Thee, to those they influence.
It is fine to stand upon some lofty mountain thought, and feel the spirit stretch into a view.
Life's but a means unto an end, that end, Beginning, mean, and end to all things--God.
The hero is the world-man, in whose heart One passion stands for all, the most indulged.
Who can mistake great thoughts? They seize upon the mind; arrest and search, And shake it; bow the tall soul as by wind; Rush over it like a river reeds.
ATLANTA NIGHTS not only changed my life, it changed my mind. An astonishing read, worth it at half the price.
It is the Lord's Day, and I do believe that cheerful hearts and faces are not unpleasant in His sight.
The thing one reads and likes, and then forgets, is of no account. The thing that stays, and haunts one, and refuses to be forgotten, that is the sincere thing.
That was indeed to live -- at one bold swoop to wrest from darkling death the best that death to life can give.
Day is a snow-white Dove of heaven That from the East glad message brings. Night is a stealthy, evil Raven, Wrapped to the eyes in his black wings.
Dialect tempered with slang is an admirable medium of communication between persons who have nothing to say and persons who would not care for anything properly said.
Great orators who are not also great writers become very indistinct shadows to the generations following them. The spell vanishes with the voice.
The ability to have our own way, and at the same time convince others they are having their own way, is a rare thing among men. Among women it is as common as eyebrows.
The possession of gold has ruined fewer men than the lack of it. What noble enterprises have been checked and what fine souls have been blighted in the gloom of poverty the world will never know.
So I sit there kicked my heels, thinking about New Orleans, and watching a morbid blue-bottle fly attempt to commit suicide by butting his head against the windowpane.
My father invested his money so securely in the banking business that he was never able to get any of it out again.
The young girl in my story is to be as sensitive to praise as a prism is to light. Whenever anybody praises her she breaks into colors.
Between the reputation of the author living and the reputation of the same author dead there is ever a wide discrepancy.
Up from the dark the moon begins to creep; and now a pallid, haggard face lifts she above the water-line: thus from the deep a drowned body rises solemnly.
At the beginning of the twentieth century barbarism can throw off its gentle disguise, and burn a man at the stake as complacently as in the Middle Ages.
This one sits shivering in Fortune's smile, taking his joy with bated, doubtful breath. This other, gnawed by hunger, all the while laughs in the teeth of Death.
The game minus slow bowling is like bread without butter or, even worse, French cuisine without the sauces.
No captain with all the hindsight in the world can predict how the wicket is going to play
You can do a million different funks from a million different people and you'll never get anything exactly alike - that's what's so beautiful about it.
We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives, Who thinks most, feels noblest, acts the best.
We live in deeds not years In thoughts not breaths In feelings not figures on a dial. We should count time by heart throbs. He most lives who thinks most, feels noblest, acts the best.
A false-statement requires deceit and distortion for someone to buy it, but a truthful-statement sells itself.
Together, "Light and Knowledge" are Inanimate, Intangible, and Inseparable.
Only by showing the world the cataclysmic cost of a world divided can it appreciate the wonders of life and endless possibilities of a world united.
As we stood there, chest high in water, I felt like I was in the middle of my own romance novel.
Ring the bells that still can ring. Forget your perfect offering. There is a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in.-Leonard Cohen
in a slapfight with Jesusmy face bleedsbecause no one cut their fingernails back then
I believe that open-heart surgery is a mustfor all human beings
once I trained for the Olympics but panic is not a sport
Sometimesyou meet people and know immediatelythat they were meant to be your friend.