My father died and left me his blessing and his business. His blessing brought no money into my pocket, and as to… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
When friends grow cold, and the converse of intimates languishes into vapid civility and commonplace, these only continue the unaltered countenance of… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Nothing impresses the mind with a deeper feeling of loneliness than to tread the silent and deserted scene of former throng and… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Some minds corrode and grow inactive under the loss of personal liberty; others grow morbid and irritable; but it is the nature of the… — Washington Irving Copy Share
Language gradually varies, and with it fade away the writings of authors who have flourished their allotted time; otherwise, the creative powers of genius… — Washington Irving Copy Share
A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands.… — Washington Irving Copy Share
Over no nation does the press hold a more absolute control than over the people of America, for the universal education of the poorest… — Washington Irving Copy Share
I have never found, in anything outside of the four walls of my study, an enjoyment equal to sitting at my writing desk with… — Washington Irving Copy Share
There is no character in the comedy of human life more difficult to play well than that of an old bachelor. — Washington Irving Copy Share
He who thinks much says but little in proportion to his thoughts. He selects that language which will convey his ideas in the most… — Washington Irving Copy Share
A woman's whole life is a history of the affections. The heart is her world: it is there her ambition strives for empire; it… — Washington Irving Copy Share
Redundancy of language is never found with deep reflection. Verbiage may indicate observation, but not thinking. He who thinks much says but little in… — Washington Irving Copy Share
History fades into fable; fact becomes clouded with doubt and controversy; the inscription molders from the tablet: the statue falls from the pedestal. Columns,… — Washington Irving Copy Share
There rise authors now and then, who seem proof against the mutability of language, because they have rooted themselves in the unchanging principles of… — Washington Irving Copy Share
There is nothing in England that exercises a more delightful spell over my imagination than the lingerings of the holiday customs and rural games… — Washington Irving Copy Share
It is but seldom that any one overt act produces hostilities between two nations; there exists, more commonly, a previous jealousy and ill will,… — Washington Irving Copy Share
