People fed on sugared praises cannot be expected to feel an appetite for the black broth of honest criticism. — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
The human race may be divided into people who love cats and people who hate them; the neutrals being few in numbers,… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
The gospel of cheerfulness, I had almost said the gospel of amusement, is preached by people who lack experience to people who… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
What strange impulse is it which induces otherwise truthful people to say they like music when they do not, and thus expose… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
People who cannot recognize a palpable absurdity are very much in the way of civilization. — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
There are people who balk at small civilities on account of their manifest insincerity. ... It is better and more logical to… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
People with theories of life are, perhaps, the most relentless of their kind, for no time or place is sacred from their… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
People who pin their faith to a catchword never feel the necessity of understanding anything. — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
Letters form a by-path of literature, a charming, but occasional, retreat for people of cultivated leisure. — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
The dog is guided by kindly instinct to the man or woman whose heart is open to his advances. The cat often leaves the… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
Letter-writing on the part of a busy man or woman is the quintessence of generosity. — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
To have given pleasure to one human being is a recollection that sweetens life. — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
Believers in political faith-healing enjoy a supreme immunity from doubt. — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
Philadelphians are every whit as mediocre as their neighbors, but they seldom encourage each other in mediocrity by giving it a more agreeable name. — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
When the milk of human kindness turns sour, it is a singularly unpalatable draught. — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
Conversation in its happiest development is a link, equally exquisite and adequate, between mind and mind, a system by which men approach one another… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
What monstrous absurdities and paradoxes have resisted whole batteries of serious arguments, and then crumbled swiftly into dust before the ringing death-knell of a… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
the labors of the true critic are more essential to the author, even, than to the reader. — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
Our dogs will love and admire the meanest of us, and feed our colossal vanity with their uncritical homage. — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
Erudition, like a bloodhound, is a charming thing when held firmly in leash, but it is not so attractive when turned loose upon a… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
