“I delay so long, because I fear; because my whole life hangs in balance on a single word; because what I have near me now may never be more near me after, though more than all the world, or than… — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share Image
“I cannot go through all my thoughts, so as to make them clear to you, nor have I ever dwelt on things, to shape… — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
“The love of all things was upon me, and a softness to them all, and a sense of having something even such as they… — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
Knowing Master Huckaback to be a man of his word, as well as one who would have others so, I was careful to be… — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
...because I rant not, neither rave of what I feel, can you be so shallow as to dream that I feel nothing? — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
'Curio vult advisari,' as the lawyers say; which means, 'Let us have another glass, and then we can think about it.' — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
It is sweet to see how soon a spring becomes a rill, and a rill runs on into a rivulet, and a rivulet swells… — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
“There is nothing in this world to fear, nothing to revere or trust, nothing even to hope for; least of all, is there aught… — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
May be we are not such fools as we look. But though we be, we are well content, so long as we may be… — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
“I delay so long, because I fear; because my whole life hangs in balance on a single word; because what I have near me… — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
“There was power all around, that power and that goodness, which make us come, as it were, outside our bodily selves, to share them.… — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
Take to the study of the law. Possession is nine points of it, which thou hast of me. Self-possession is the tenth... — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
“But during those two months of fog . . . the saddest and the heaviest thing was to stand beside the sea. To be… — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
“But a sigh is not (like a yawn) infectious; and we are all more prone to be sent to sleep than to sorrow by… — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
“All the beauty of the spring went for happy men to think of all the increase of the year was for other eyes to… — R.D. Blackmore Copy Share
