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He who sleeps in continual noise is wakened by silence.
William Dean Howells
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William Dean Howells
Age: 83 †
Born: 1837
Born: March 1
Died: 1920
Died: May 11
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What the American public wants in the theater is a tragedy with a happy ending.
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I know, indeed, of nothing more subtly satisfying and cheering than a knowledge of the real good will and appreciation of others. Such happiness does not come with money, nor does it flow from fine physical state. It cannot be brought. But it is the keenest joy, after all and the toiler's truest and best reward.
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The mortality of all inanimate things is terrible to me, but that of books most of all.
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The wars come and go in blood and tears but whether they are bad wars, or what are comically called good wars, they are of one effect in death and sorrow.
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How is it the great pieces of good luck fall to us?
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If we like a man's dream, we call him a reformer if we don't like his dream, we call him a crank.
William Dean Howells
Each one of us must suffer long to himself before he can learn that he is but one in a great community of wretchedness which has been pitilessly repeating itself from the foundation of the world.
William Dean Howells
Lord, for the erring thought Not unto evil wrought: Lord, for the wicked will Betrayed, and baffled still: For the heart from itself kept, Our thanksgiving accept. For ignorant hopes that were Broken to our blind prayer: For pain, death, sorrow, sent Unto our chastisement: For all loss of seeming good, Quicken our gratitude.
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Inequality is as dear to the American heart as liberty itself.
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Out of the fragrant heart of bloom, The bobolinks are singing Out of the fragrant heart of bloom The apple-tree whispers to the room, Why art thou but a nest of gloom While the bobolinks are singing?
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If ever the public was betrayed by its press, it's ours.
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Why art thou but a nest of gloom While the bobolinks are singing?
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By beauty of course I mean truth, for the one involves the other it is only the false in art which is ugly, and it is only the ugly that is universal.
William Dean Howells
The disposition to give a cup of cold water to a disciple is a far nobler property than the finest intellect. Satan has a fine intellect, but not the image of God.
William Dean Howells
I wonder why we hate the past so.
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See how today's achievement is only tomorrow's confusionSee how possession always cheapens the thing that was precious.
William Dean Howells
Is it worth while to observe that there are no Venetian blinds in Venice?
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Some people stay longer in an hour than others can in a week.
William Dean Howells
You'll find as you grow older that you weren't born such a great while ago after all. The time shortens up.
William Dean Howells
n artistic atmosphere does not create artists a literary atmosphere does not create literators poets and painters spring up where there was never a verse made or a picture seen. This suggests that God is no more idle now than He was at the beginning, but that He is still and forever shaping the human chaos into the instruments and means of beauty.
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