Death is the only monastery; the tomb is the only cell, and the grave that adjoins the convent is the bitterest mock of its futility. — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
Only by the candle, held in the skeleton hand of Poverty, can man read his own dark heart. — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
It is a very high mind to which gratitude is not a painful sensation. If you wish to please, you will find it wiser… — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
The same refinement which brings us new pleasures exposes us to new pains. — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
In science, address the few, in literature the many. In science, the few must dictate opinion to the many; in literature, the many, sooner… — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
Earnest men never think in vain, though their thoughts may be errors. — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
Philosophers have done wisely when they have told us to cultivate our reason rather than our feelings, for reason reconciles us to the daily… — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
He that fancies himself very enlightened, because he sees the deficiencies of others, may be very ignorant, because he has not studied his own. — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
I did not fall into love - I rose into love. — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
Each man forms his duty according to his predominant characteristic; the stern require an avenging judge; the gentle, a forgiving father. Just so the… — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
