More Quotes by Washington Irving
He is the true enchanter, whose spell operates, not upon the senses, but upon the imagination and the heart.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.
A woman's whole life is a history of the affections.
He who would study nature in its wildness and variety, must plunge into the forest, must explore the glen, must stem the torrent, and dare the precipice.
No man is so methodical as a complete idler, and none so scrupulous in measuring out his time as he whose time is worth nothing.
Great minds have purposes; others have wishes.
The love of a mother is never exhausted. It never changes - it never tires - it endures through all; in good repute, in bad repute. In the face of the world's condemnation, a mother's love still lives on.
Men are always doomed to be duped, not so much by the arts of the other as by their own imagination. They are always wooing goddesses, and marrying mere mortals.
Christmas is a season for kindling the fire for hospitality in the hall, the genial flame of charity in the heart.
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
