History is but a kind of Newgate calendar, a register of the crimes and miseries that man has inflicted on his fellow-man. — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Critics are a kind of freebooters in the republic of letters--who, like deer, goats and divers other graminivorous animals, gain subsistence by… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
A kind heart is a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity freshen into smiles. — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
By a kind of fashionable discipline, the eye is taught to brighten, the lip to smile, and the whole countenance to emanate… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Sometimes the table was graced with immense apple-pies, or saucers full of preserved peaches and pears; but it was always sure to… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
