J.W. Lord Quotes

The atheistic idea is so nonsensical that I do not see how I can put it in words.

I have no consistency, except in politics; and that probably arises from my indifference to the subject altogether.

Constancy... that small change of love, which people exact so rigidly, receive in such counterfeit coin, and repay in baser metal.

My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea.

But stories somehow lengthen when begun.

Oh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried.

I speak not of men's creeds—they rest between Man and his Maker.

Yes! Ready money is Aladdin's lamp.

I regard freedom of expression as the primary right without which one can not have a proper functioning democracy.

That prose is a verse, and verse is a prose; convincing all, by demonstrating plain – poetic souls delight in prose insane

Sometimes we are less unhappy in being deceived by those we love, than in being undeceived by them.

I should be very willing to redress men wrongs, and rather check than punish crimes, had not Cervantes, in that all too true tale of Quixote, shown how all such efforts fail.

For what were all these country patriots born? To hunt, and vote, and raise the price of corn?

A man of eighty has outlived probably three new schools of painting, two of architecture and poetry and a hundred in dress.

I am about to be married, and am of course in all the misery of a man in pursuit of happiness.

Cervantes smiled Spain's chivalry away.

The whole duty of government is to prevent crime and to preserve contracts.

It's a funny thing, but today the Titanic is probably much more - that is people are much more aware of it than they were in 1954, when I was doing my research.

Things are coming to a pretty pass when religion is allowed to invade private life.

Prince Charles is an absolute Mountbatten. The real intelligence in the royal family comes through my parents to Prince Philip and the children.

Truth is the only merit that gives dignity and worth to history.

Without some dissimulation no business can be carried on at all.

The day of battle dawned pink as the fresh-bitten thigh of a maiden.

I come to the understanding that maybe what was on the inside was more important, and that your outer covering didn't count so much as folks thought it did, colored or white, man or woman.

And she would not hold back his limbs when his heart was gone to the woods, for it is ever the way of witches with any two things to care for the more mysterious of the two.

Never test another man by your own weakness.

Heroes, well, they don't live so long. But they're muy suave, and we all admire them.

Bricks without straw are more easily made than imagination without memories.

Damn the Solar System. Bad light; planets too distant; pestered with comets; feeble contrivance; could make a better myself.

Wearing the white flower of a blameless life, Before a thousand peering littlenesses, In that fierce light which beats upon a throne, And blackens every blot.

The disease and its medicine are like two factions in a besieged town; they tear one another to pieces, but both unite against their common enemy, Nature.

The dirty nurse, Experience, in her kind Hath fouled me.

There is nothing respecting which a man may be so long unconscious as of the extent and strength of his prejudices.

The woods decay, the woods decay and fall.

We are ancients of the earth, And in the morning of the times.

It hurts how life goes on, unknowing.

But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.

I am on fire within. There comes no murmur of reply. What is it that will take away my sin, And save me lest I die?

To have a thing is little, if you're not allowed to show it, to know a thing, is nothing unless others know you know it.

Ridicule, which chiefly arises from pride, a selfish passion, is but at best a gross pleasure, too rough an entertainment for those who are highly polished and refined.

you must not use wood to put out the fire.

No man ever did a designed injury to another, but at the same time he did a greater to himself.

And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.

Sweet is true love, though given in vain.

I hold it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.

The indulgence of revenge tends to make men more savage and cruel.

May Moorland weavers boast Pindaric skill, And tailors' lays be longer than their bill! While punctual beaux reward the grateful notes, And pay for poems--when they pay for coats.

Her great merit is finding out mine; there is nothing so amiable as discernment.

A quiet conscience makes one so serene.

Shelley is truth itself and honour itself notwithstanding his out-of-the-way notions about religion.