Hannah More Quotes

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If faith produce no works, I see That faith is not a living tree. Thus faith and works together grow, No separate life they never can know. They're soul and body, hand and heart, What God hath joined, let no man part.

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Forgiveness is the economy of the heart.... Forgiveness saves expense of anger, the cost of hatred, the waste of spirits.

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The wretch who digs the mine for bread, or ploughs, that others may be fed, feels less fatigued than that decreed to him who cannot think or read.

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Going to the opera, like getting drunk, is a sin that carries its own punishment with it, and that a very severe one.

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To those who know thee not, no words can paint!
And those who know thee, know all words are faint!

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He liked those literary cooks
Who skim the cream of others' books;
And ruin half an author's graces
By plucking bon-mots from their places.

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By one slight insinuation,
One scarce perceiv'd exaggeration;
Sly Ridicule, with half a word,
Can fix her stigma of — absurd.

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A corrupt practice may be abolished, but a soiled imagination is not easily cleansed.

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In grief we know the worst of what we feel but who can tell the end of what we fear?

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A sound economy is a sound understanding brought into action: it is calculation realized; it is the doctrine of proportion reduced to practice; it is foreseeing consequences, and guarding against them; it is expecting contingencies and being prepared for them.

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My plan of instruction is extremely simple and limited. They learn, on week-days, such coarse works as may fit them for servants. I allow of no writing for the poor. My object is not to make fanatics, but to train up the lower classes in habits of industry and piety.

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All reformations seem formidable before they are attempted.

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Eternity is a depth which no geometry can measure, no arithmetic calculate, no imagination conceive, no rhetoric describe.

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Sparks electric only strike
On souls electrical alike;
The flash of intellect expires,
Unless it meet congenial fires.

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He fell into the common error of those who begin to read late in life — that of thinking that what he did not know himself, was equally new to others; and he was apt to fancy that he and the author he was reading were the only two people in the world who knew any thing.

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In men this blunder still you find,—
All think their little set mankind.

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How much it is to be regretted, that the British ladies should ever sit down contented to polish, when they are able to reform; to entertain, when they might instruct; and to dazzle for an hour, when they are candidates for eternity!

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Did not God
Sometimes withhold in mercy what we ask,
We should be ruined at our own request.

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O jealousy, Thou ugliest fiend of hell! thy deadly venom Preys on my vitals, turns the healthful hue Of my flesh check to haggard sallowness, And drinks my spirit up!

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The modes of speech are scarcely more variable than the modes of silence.

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He who finds he has wasted a shilling may by diligence hope to fetch it up again; but no repentance or industry can ever bring back one wasted hour.

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Parents are too apt to mistake inclination for genius.

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Nothing is more common than to mistake the sign for the thing itself; nor is any practice more frequent than that of endeavoring to acquire the exterior mark, without once thinking to labor after the interior grace.

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As he had always fancied that piety was a melancholy, gloomy thing, and as he felt his own mind really gloomy, he was willing to think that he was growing pious.

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Pride never sleeps. The principle at least is always awake. An intemperate man is sometimes sober, but a proud man is never humble.

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We are apt to mistake our vocation by looking out of the way for occasions to exercise great and rare virtues, and by stepping over the ordinary ones that lie directly in the road before us.

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I believe she would be jealous of a fine day, if her husband praised it.

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The artful injury, whose venomed dart scarce wounds the hearing, while it stabs the heart.

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Absence in love is like water upon fire; a little quickens, but much extinguishes it.

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It is a sober truth that people who live only to amuse themselves work harder at the task than most people do in earning their daily bread.

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