Leigh Hunt

Patience and gentleness is power.

— Leigh Hunt

One can love any man that is generous.

— Leigh Hunt

The groundwork of all happiness is health.

— Leigh Hunt

Beauty too often sacrifices to fashion.

— Leigh Hunt

With spots of sunny openings, and with nooks To lie and read in, sloping into brooks.

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Oh for a seat in some poetic nook, Just hid with trees and sparkling with a brook!

— Leigh Hunt

I entrench myself in my books equally against sorrow and the weather.

— Leigh Hunt

Christmas is the glorious time of great Too-Much.

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Occupation is the necessary basis of all enjoyment.

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The person who can be only serious or only cheerful, is but half a man.

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Mirth itself is too often but melancholy in disguise.

— Leigh Hunt

The rapturuous, wild, and ineffable pleasure of drinking at somebody else's expense

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There is no greater mistake in the world than the looking upon every sort of nonsense as want of sense.

— Leigh Hunt

Little eyes must be good-tempered or they are ruined. They have no other resource. But this will beautify them enough. They are…

— Leigh Hunt

Stolen sweets are always sweeter, Stolen kisses much completer, Stolen looks are nice in chapels, Stolen, stolen be your apples.

— Leigh Hunt

Where the mouth is sweet and the eyes intelligent, there is always the look of beauty, with a right heart.

— Leigh Hunt

Bread, milk and butter are of venerable antiquity. They taste of the morning of the world.

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Wit is the clash and reconcilement of incongruities, the meeting of extremes around a corner

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Words are often things also, and very precious, especially on the gravest occasions. Without "words," and the truth of things that is…

— Leigh Hunt

Whatever evil befalls us, we ought to ask ourselves... how we can turn it into good. So shall we take occasion, from…

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Fishes do not roar; they cannot express any sound of suffering; and therefore the angler chooses to think they do not suffer,…

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Green little vaulter, in the sunny grass, Catching your heart up at the feel of June, Sole noise that's heard amidst the…

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I loved my friend for his gentleness, his candor, his good repute, his freedom even from my own livelier manner, his calm…

— Leigh Hunt

Central depth of purple, Leaves more bright than rose, Who shall tell what brightest thought Out of darkness grows? Who, through what…

— Leigh Hunt

"Books ... books, ..." he exclaims. It is those that teach us to refine on our pleasures when young, and which, having…

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Part of our good consists in the endeavor to do sorrows away, and in the power to sustain them when the endeavor…

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God made both tears and laughter, and both for kind purposes; for as laughter enables mirth and surprise to breathe freely, so…

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Some tears belong to us because we are unfortunate; others, because we are humane; many, because we are mortal. But most are…

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The most tangible of all visible mysteries - fire.

— Leigh Hunt

Those who have lost an infant are never, in a way, without an infant.

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A pleasure so exquisite as almost to amount to pain.

— Leigh Hunt

Light is, perhaps, the most wonderful of all visible things.

— Leigh Hunt

Great woman belong to history and to self sacrifice.

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The two divinest things this world has got,A lovely woman in a rural spot!

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Cats at firesides live luxuriously and are the picture of comfort.

— Leigh Hunt

Traveling in the company of those we love is home in motion.

— Leigh Hunt

Did you ever observe that immoderate laughter always ends in a sigh?

— Leigh Hunt

The fish is swift, small-needing, vague yet clear, A cold, sweet, silver life, wrapped in round waves.

— Leigh Hunt

May exalting and humanizing thoughts forever accompany me, making me confident without pride, and modest without servility.

— Leigh Hunt

Night's deepest gloom is but a calm; that soothes the weary mind: The labored days restoring balm; the comfort of mankind.

— Leigh Hunt