C.J. English Quotes

This was the time in her life that she fell upon books as the only door out of her cell. They became half her world.

Oh! don't you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt, Sweet Alice, whose hair was so brown, Who wept with delight when you gave her a smile, And trembled with fear at your frown?

If you want to kill off a child's interest in music, get them a recorder.

The wonderful thing about sound is that it is invitational, so ultimately each person is going to find their own relation to the material.

It's wild how chefs have become like rock stars.

A man whose strength gives out collapses along the course. In your case you set the limits beforehand.

In the name of Bacon will you chicken me up that egg.Shall I swallow cave-phantoms?

One wants to live, of course, indeed one only stays alive by virtue of the fear of death, but I think, as I thought then, that it is better to die violently and not too old.

Prose consists less and less of words chosen for the sake of their meaning, and more and more of phrases tacked together like the sections of a prefabricated hen-house.

True and false fears let us refrain, Let us love nobly, and live, and add again Years and years unto years, till we attain To write threescore: this is the second of our reign.

A mass of Latin words falls upon the facts like soft snow, blurring the outlines and covering up the details...

Even when walking in the company of two other men, I am bound to be able to learn from them. The good points of the one I copy, the bad points of the other I correct in myself.

PU'RIST: one superstitiously nice in the use of words.

Spend the years of learning squanderingCourage for the years of wanderingThrough a world politely turningFrom the loutishness of learning.

Love, built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

If our two loves be one, or, thou and I Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.

The Master is cordial yet stern, awe-inspiring yet not fierce and respectful yet at ease.

What is above all needed is to let the meaning choose the word, and not the other way around. In prose, the worst thing you can do with words is to surrender to them.

I’ll tell you the difference between our countries. Americans think life is serious but not hopeless

As all the rivers run into the sea, so all delights centre in our Beloved.

You can't get blood out of a turnip.

Affectation is a greater enemy to the face than smallpox.

He that lives in a glass house must not throw stones.

Fools build houses and wise men buy them.

One white foot - buy him: Two white feet - try him Three white feet - look well about him Four white feet - go without him.

You may lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink.

Hope for the best but prepare for the worst.

He that has no charity deserves no mercy.

The person you are sleeping with signifies the value upon which you have for yourself. You are attracted to who echoes your deepest thoughts of yourself

No place does home-turf nutjobs like America.

An old head upon young shoulders.

Haste makes waste.

The person you are sleeping with signifies the value upon which you have for yourself. You are attracted to who reflects your deepest vision of yourself

As well be hanged for a sheep as a lamb.

God gives the milk but not the pail.

A fool and his money are soon parted.

It is easier to catch flies with honey than with vinegar.

There are as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it.

All is fair in love and war.

He who is shipwrecked the second time cannot lay the blame on Neptune.

So we may use our books to form a barricade against the world, interweaving their words with our own to ward off the heat of the day.

Danger and delight grow on one stalk.

A Scotch mist may wet an Englishman to the skin.

Everything that ever happened to me that was important happened in the desert.

Man with his new powers became rich like Midas but all that he touched had gone dead and cold.

Princess, princess, youngest daughter, Open up and let me in!Or else your promise by the waterIsn’t worth a rusty pin.Keep your promise, royal daughter, Open up and let me in!

The weak mind is irritated at a little: the strong mind bears it like a rock which moveth not, though a thousand breakers dash upon it, and cast their pitiful malice in spray upon its summit.

Everyone must row with the oars he has.

The absent are always wrong.

I was a man fifteen years older than she, you understand. I had reached that stage in life where I identified with cynical villains in a book.