Now, in our opinion no author should be blamed for obscurity, nor should any pains be grudged in the effort to understand him, provided that he has done his best to be intelligible. Difficult thoughts are quite distinct from difficult… — Alice Meynell Copy Share Image
Rome in the ages, dimmed with all her towers, / Floats in the mist, a little cloud at tether. — Alice Meynell Copy Share
If there is a look of human eyes that tells of perpetual loneliness, so there is also the familiar look that is the sign… — Alice Meynell Copy Share
Spirit of place! It is for this we travel, to surprise its subtlety; and where it is a strong and dominant angel, that place,… — Alice Meynell Copy Share
Assuredly it would be a pity if laughter should ever become, like rhetoric and the arts, a habit. — Alice Meynell Copy Share
In childhood we all have ... a far higher sensibility for April and April evenings - a heartache for them, which in riper years… — Alice Meynell Copy Share
O spring, I know thee! Seek for sweet surprise / In the young children's eyes. / But I have learnt the years, and know… — Alice Meynell Copy Share
recurrence is sure. What the mind suffered last week, or last year, it does not suffer now; but it will suffer again next week… — Alice Meynell Copy Share
Play is not for every hour of the day, or for any hour taken at random. There is a tide in the affairs of… — Alice Meynell Copy Share
It is easy to replace man, and it will take no great time, when Nature has lapsed, to replace Nature. — Alice Meynell Copy Share
O daisy mine, what will it be to look / From God's side even of such a simple thing? — Alice Meynell Copy Share
Children have a fastidiousness that time is slow to cure. It is to be wondered, for example, whether if the elderly were half as… — Alice Meynell Copy Share
The true color of life is the color of the body, the color of the covered red, the implicit and not explicit red of… — Alice Meynell Copy Share
There is something very cheerful and courageous in the setting-out of a child on a journey of speech with so small baggage and with… — Alice Meynell Copy Share
