“She discovered, when it was too late, that she had mistaken the means for the end—that riches, rightly used, are instruments of happiness, but are not in themselves happiness. In this wilful blight of her affections, she found them valueless… — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
But though first love's impassioned blindness Has passed away in colder light, I still have thought of you with kindness, And shall do, till… — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
A book that furnishes no quotations is no book - it is a plaything. — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
Names are changed more readily than doctrines, and doctrines more readily than ceremonies. — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
“She discovered, when it was too late, that she had mistaken the means for the end—that riches, rightly used, are instruments of happiness, but… — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
Man yields to death; and man's sublimest works Must yield at length to Time. — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
When Scythrop grew up, he was sent, as usual, to a public school, where a little learning was painfully beaten into him, and from… — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
“He had some taste for romance reading before he went to the university, where, we must confess, in justice to his college, he was… — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
I like the immaterial world. I like to live among thoughts and images of the past and the possible, and even of the impossible,… — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
Marriage may often be a stormy lake, but celibacy is almost always a muddy horse pond. — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
“On the top of Cadair Idris, I felt how happy a man might be with a little money and a sane intellect, and reflected… — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
There are two reasons for drinking wine...when you are thirsty, to cure it; the other, when you are not thirsty, to prevent it... prevention… — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
In a bowl to sea went wise men three, On a brilliant night of June: They carried a net, and their hearts were set… — Thomas Love Peacock Copy Share Image
