English author & politician (1803-1873)
Love creates, love cements, love enters and harmonizes all things.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
The Wit and Wisdom of E. Bulwer-Lytton
My father died shortly after I was twenty-one; and being left well off, and having a taste for travel and adventure, I resigned, for a time, all pursuit of the almighty dollar, and became a desultory wanderer over the face of the earth.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Caxtoniana: Hints on Mental Culture
When the world has once got hold of a lie, it is astonishing how hard it is to get it out of the world. You beat it about the head, till it seems to have given up the ghost, and lo! the next day it is as healthy as ever.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
England and the English
Keep we to the broad truths before us; duty here; knowledge comes alone in the Hereafter.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Harold, the Last of the Saxon Kings
The Management of money is, in much, the management of self. If heaven allotted to each man seven guardian angels, five of them, at least, would be found night and day hovering over his pockets.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Caxtoniana
Talk not of genius baffled. Genius is master of man.
Genius does what it must, and Talent does what it can.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
"Last Words", Poems of Owen Meredith
A fresh mind keeps the body fresh.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Kenelm Chillingly: His Adventures and Opinions
Oh! beautiful is the love of youth to youth, and touching the tenderness of womanhood to woman; and fair in the eyes of the happy sun is the waking of holy sleep, and the virgin kiss upon virgin lips smiling and murmuring the sweet "Good morrow!"
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
The Last of the Barons
Whatever you lend, let it be your money, and not your name. Money you may get again, and if not, you may contrive to do without it; name once lost you cannot get again, and if you can contrive to do without it, you had better never have been born.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Caxtoniana
Laws die. Books never.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Richelieu
You know
There are moments when silence, prolonged and unbroken,
More expressive may be than all words ever spoken.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
"Lucile"
Alone! -- that worn-out word,
So idly spoken, and so coldly heard;
Yet all that poets sing and grief hath known
Of hopes laid waste, knells in that word ALONE!
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
The New Timon
Three things are ever silent--Thought, Destiny, and the Grave.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Harold
It is the glorious doom of literature that the evil perishes and the good remains. Even when the original author of some healthy and useful truth is forgotten, the truth survives, transplanted to works more calculated to purify it from error, and perpetuate it to our benefit.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
The Student: A Series of Papers
If aught be worse than failure from overstress of a life's prime purpose, it is to sit down content with a little success.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
"Last Words", Poems of Owen Meredith
Centuries roll, customs change, but, ever since the time of the earliest mother, woman yearns to be the soother.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Pausanias, the Spartan
The brave man wants no charms to encourage him to his duty, and the good man scorns all warnings that would deter him from fulfilling it.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Harold, the Last of the Saxon Kings
Debt is to man what the serpent is to the bird; its eye fascinates, its breath poisons, its coil crushes sinew and bone, its jaw is the pitiless grave.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Caxtoniana
The bold sympathize with the bold; and in great hearts, there is always a certain friendship for a gallant foe.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Harold, the Last of the Saxon Kings
When you borrow on your character, it is your character that you leave in pawn.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Caxtoniana