H.W. Charles Quotes

A surprising number [of novels] have been read aloud to me, and I like all if moderately good, and if they do not end unhappily-against which a law ought to be passed.

Thomson's views on the recent age of the world have been for some time one of my sorest troubles.

The Times is getting more detestable (but that is too weak word) than ever.

A cell is a complex structure, with its investing membrane, nucleus, and nucleolus.

I am turned into a sort of machine for observing facts and grinding out conclusions.

But when on shore, & wandering in the sublime forests, surrounded by views more gorgeous than even Claude ever imagined, I enjoy a delight which none but those who have experienced it can understand.

Every new body of discovery is mathematical in form, because there is no other guidance we can have.

Light will be thrown on the origin of man and his history.

And hail their queen, fair regent of the night.

It's better to have a bad plan then no plan at all.

It so happens that the world is undergoing a transformation to which no change that has yet occurred can be compared, either in scope or in rapidity.

In the tumult of great events, solitude was what I hoped for. Now it is what I love. How is it possible to be contented with anything else when one has come face to face with history?

No policy is worth anything outside of reality.

I feel not a person but an instrument of destiny.

I might have had trouble saving France in 1946 - I didn't have television then.

How can one conceive of a one-party system in a country that has over two hundred varieties of cheese?

Under the skin, intense fires burn.

It was all cheese and applause.

The problem with children is that you have to put up with their parents.

Wondering’s healthy. Broadens the mind. Opens you up to all sorts of stray thoughts and possibilities.

There are as many stories to be told as there are people to tell them about; only the mean-spirited would consider there to be a competition at all.

As far as I'm concerned, the only difference between fact and what most people call fiction is about fifteen pages in the dictionary.

When you're invisible, no one can see that you're different.

An now the silences come in a single lifetime, in a single year... when species die, leaving a silent space in the world song that can never be filled.

A long time ago a bunch of people reached a general consensus as to what's real and what's not and most of us have been going along with it ever since.

But that's what we all are-just stories. We only exist by how people remember us, by the stories we make of our lives. Without the stories, we'd just fade away.

You wouldn't want any creative process to lose its sense of fun and adventure, but that doesn't mean you can't take it seriously as well.

You don't have to be Michelangelo to teach basic art, just as you don't have to be Shakespeare to be able to teach the correct use of language.

One expected growth, change; without it, the world was less, the well of inspiration dried up, the muses fled.

The trouble with advice is that it's usually something you don't want to hear.

"... he had understood, better than anyone ... the beauty that grew out of the simple knowledge that everything, no matter how small or large it might be, was a perfect example of what it was."

I think you're all mad. But that's part and parcel of being an artistic genius, isn't it?

The foolish moments of the head are often the most wonderful times of the heart.

There is as much ingenuity in making an felicitous application of an passage as in being the author of it.

That man is best Who does his best And leaves the rest, Then-do not worry.

Paintings must be understood through the eyes, and that's not the word either. No writing, no talking, no singing, no dancing will explain them. They are the final, the nth whoopee of sight.

Flowers and flames. And color. Color as color, not as volume or light - only as color.

True love believes everything, and bears everything, and trusts everything.

Least said, soonest mended

Such is hope, heaven's own gift to struggling mortals, pervading, like some subtle essence from the skies, all things both good and bad.

Subdue your appetites, my dears, and you've conquered human nature .

Her contempt for me was so strong, that it became infectious, and I caught it.

... what such people miscall their religion, is a vent for their bad humours and arrogance.

I had considered how the things that never happen, are often as much realities to us, in their effects, as those that are accomplished.

The forces that affect our lives, the influences that mold and shape us, are often like whispers in a different room, teasingly indistinct, apprehended only with difficulty.

It's in vain to recall the past, unless it works some influence upon the present.

He did each single thing as if he did nothing else.

We lawyers are always curious, always inquisitive, always picking up odds and ends for our patchwork minds, since there is no knowing when and where they may fit into some corner.

When I have heard him talking to Papa during the sittings for the picture, I have sat wondering whether it could be that he has no belief in anybody else, because he has no belief in himself.

I should never have made my success in life if I had not bestowed upon the least thing I have ever undertaken the same attention and care that I have bestowed upon the greatest.