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Quotations by author » William Makepeace Thackeray
Indian born English Author and Novelist of 'Vanity Fair', 1811-1863
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'Tis hard with respect to Beauty, that its possessor should not have a life enjoyment of it, but be compelled to resign it after, at the most, some forty years' lease
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'Tis not the dying for a faith that's so hard, Mister Harry - every man of every nation has done that - 'tis the living up to it that is difficult, as I know to my cost
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'Tis strange what a man may do and a woman yet think him an angel
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. . . it tastes well, the bread which you earn yourself.
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> A Tragic Story
> --- William M. Thackeray
>
> There lived a sage in days of yore,
> And he a handsome pigtail wore;
> But wondered much, and sorrowed more,
> Because it hung behind him.
>
> He mused upon this curious case,
> And swore he'd change the pigtail's place,
> And have it hanging at his face,
> Not dangling there behind him.
>
> Says he, "Ah, the mystery I've found--
> I'll turn me round,"
> --he turned him round;
> But still it hung behind him.
>
> Then round and round, and out and in,
> All day the puzzled sage did spin;
> In vain--it mattered not a pin--
> The pigtail hung behind him.
>
> And right, and left, and round about,
> And up, and down, and in, and out
> He turned; but still the pigtail stout
> Hung steadily behind him.
>
> And though his efforts never slack,
> And though he twist, and twirl, and tack,
> Alas! Still faithful to his back,
> The pigtail hangs behind him.
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A clever, ugly man every now and then is successful with the ladies, but a handsome fool is irresistible.
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A comfortable career of prosperity, if it does not make people honest, at least keeps them so.
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A fool can no more see his own folly than he can see his ears
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A good laugh is sunshine in the house.
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A man -- I let the truth out --
Who's had almost every tooth out,
Cannot sing as once he sang,
When he was young as you are young,
When he was young and lutes were strung,
And love-lamps in the casement hung.
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A woman with fair opportunities, and without an absolute hump, may marry whom she likes.
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Ah vanity of vanities! How wayward the decrees of fate are, How very weak the very wise, How very small the very great are
Vanity
All your wish is woman to win,
This is the way that boys begin.
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Always remember to take the door-key.
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An evil person is like a dirty window, they never let the light shine through
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And oh, what a mercy it is that these women do not exercise their powers oftener! We can't resist them, if they do. Let them show ever so little inclination, and men go down on their knees at once: old or ugly, it is all the same. And this I set down as a positive truth. A woman with fair opportunities, and without an absolute hump, may marry whom she likes. Only let us be thankful that the darlings are like the beasts of the field, and don't know their own power. They would overcome us entirely if they did.
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And so it is over; but we had a jolly time, whilst you were with us, hadn't we?
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As an occupation in declining years, I declare I think saving is useful, amusing and not unbecoming. It must be a perpetual amusement. It is a game that can be played by day, by night, at home and abroad, and at which you must win in the long run. . . . What an interest it imparts to life!
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Attacking is the only secret. Dare and the world always yields; or if it beats you sometimes, dare it again and it will succumb.
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Away from the world and its toils and its cares,
I've a snug little kingdom up four pair of stairs.
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