The world is a looking glass and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face.
William Makepeace Thackeray (1811-1863) English novelist
(Attributed)
The world is a looking glass and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face.
William Makepeace Thackeray (1811-1863) English novelist
(Attributed)
Never lose a chance of saying a kind word.
William Makepeace Thackeray (1811-1863) English novelist
(Attributed)
Life is the soul’s nursery — its training place for the destinies of eternity.
William Makepeace Thackeray (1811-1863) English novelist
(Attributed)
I have been surprised at the observations made by some of my characters. It seems as if an occult Power was moving the pen. The personage does or says something, and I ask, how the dickens did he come to think of that?
William Makepeace Thackeray (1811-1863) English novelist
(Attributed)
In A. Storr, Solitude: A Return to the Self, ch. 12 (1988)
‘Tis not the dying for a faith that so hard, Master Harry — ’tis the living up to it that is difficult.
William Makepeace Thackeray (1811-1863) English novelist
The History of Henry Esmond, 1.6 (1852)
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