Thomas Love Peacock - Nightmare Abbey (1818)

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She discovered, when it was too late, that she had mistaken the means for the end — that riches, rightly used, are instruments of happiness, but are not in themselves happiness.

Thomas Love Peacock
Seamen three! what men be ye?
Gotham's three Wise Men we be.
Whither in your bowl so free?
To rake the moon from out the sea.
The bowl goes trim. The moon doth shine,
And our ballast is old wine.

Thomas Love Peacock
There is a time for every thing under the sun. You may as well dine first, and be miserable afterwards.

Thomas Love Peacock
Now I should rather suppose there is no reason for it: it is the fashion to be unhappy. To have a reason for being so would be exceedingly commonplace: to be so without any is the province of genius.

Thomas Love Peacock
Laughter is pleasant, but the exertion is too much for me.

Thomas Love Peacock
We wither from our youth; we gasp with unslaked thirst for unattainable good; lured from the first to the last by phantoms — love, fame, ambition, avarice — all idle, and all ill — one meteor of many names, that vanishes in the smoke of death.

Thomas Love Peacock
Tea, late dinners and the French Revolution. I cannot exactly see the connection of ideas.

Thomas Love Peacock
The critic does his utmost to blight genius in his infancy.

Thomas Love Peacock
If we go on in this way, we shall have a new art of poetry, of which one of the first rules will be: To remember to forget that there are any such things as sunshine and music in the world.

Thomas Love Peacock
When Scythrop grew up, he was sent, as usual, to a public school, where a little learning was painfully beaten into him, and from thence to the university, where it was carefully taken out of him.

Thomas Love Peacock
Sir, I have quarrelled with my wife; and a man who has quarrelled with his wife is absolved from all duty to his country.

Thomas Love Peacock
The highest wisdom and the highest genius have been invariably accompanied with cheerfulness. We have sufficient proofs on record that Shakespeare and Socrates were the most festive companions.

Thomas Love Peacock