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Extreme vanity sometimes hides under the garb of ultra modesty.
Anna Brownell Jameson
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Anna Brownell Jameson
Age: 66 †
Born: 1794
Born: January 1
Died: 1860
Died: January 1
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If a superior woman marry a vulgar or inferior man, he makes her miserable, but seldom governs her mind or vulgarizes her nature and if there be love on his side, the chances are that in the end she will elevate and refine him.
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As the eye becomes blinded by fashion to positive deformity, so, through social conventionalism, the conscience becomes blinded to positive immorality.
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As what we call genius arises out of the disproportionate power and size of a certain faculty, so the great difficulty lies in harmonizing with it the rest of the character.
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Nature is boundless in her powers, exhausting in her variety: the powers of Art and its capabilities of variety in production are bounded on every side. Nature herself, the infinite, has circumscribed the bounds of finite Art. The one is the divinity the other the priestess.
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All government, all exercise of power, no matter in what form, which is not based in love and directed by knowledge, is a tyranny.
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Even virtue itself, all perfect as it is, requires to be inspirited by passion for duties are but coldly performed which are but philosophically fulfilled.
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The moment in which the spirit meets death is perhaps like the moment in which it is embraced in sleep. I suppose it never happened to any one to be conscious of the immediate transition from the waking to the sleeping state.
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I do not like new things of any kind, not even a new gown, far less a new acquaintance, therefore make as few as possible one can but have one's heart and hands full, and mine are. I have love and work enough to last me the rest of my life.
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In the art of design, color is to form what verse is to prose,--a more harmonious and luminous vehicle of the thought.
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The moment one begins to solder right and wrong together, one's conscience becomes like a piece of plated goods.
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Work in some form or other is the appointed lot of all.
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The streams which would otherwise diverge to fertilize a thousand meadows, must be directed into one deep narrow channel before they can turn a mill.
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Conflict, which rouses up the best and highest powers in some characters, in others not only jars the whole being, but paralyzes the faculties.
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Talk without truth is the hollow brass talk without love is like the tinkling cymbal, and when it does not tinkle it jingles, and when it does not jingle, it jars.
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It is not poverty so much as pretence that harasses a ruined man--the struggle between a proud mind and an empty purse--the keeping up a hollow show that must soon come to an end. Have the courage to appear poor, and you disarm poverty of its sharpest sting.
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