Quotes about herring
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“If you love someone but rarely make yourself available to him or her, that is not true love.”
Source: Living Buddha, Living Christ

Source: Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass

Richter II p. 126 no. 837 books.google http://books.google.de/books?id=A7dUhbBfmzMC&pg=PA126
The Notebooks of Leonardo da Vinci (1883), I Prolegomena and General Introduction to the Book on Painting

“Indeed, no woman should ever be quite accurate about her age. It looks so calculating.”
Source: The Importance of Being Earnest

“A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age.”
Variant: A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age.

“It's a feeling which tells me that any woman can be beautiful in the eyes of a man who loves her.”
Source: Five Quarters of the Orange
“This is [her] soul group.’
What do you mean?’
It’s a group of souls with whom she resonates closely.”
Source: The Tenth Insight: Holding the Vision

Source: House of the Sleeping Beauties and Other Stories

Source: Women's Liberation and the African Freedom Struggle

This Business of Living (1935-1950)

“A man's face is his autobiography. A woman's face is her work of fiction.”

“Tis the privilege of friendship to talk nonsense, and to have her nonsense respected.”
Source: The Life, Letters and Writings of Charles Lamb

Mrs Dalloway (1925)
Source: Mrs. Dalloway
Context: What she loved was this, here, now, in front of her; the fat lady in the cab. Did it matter then, she asked herself, walking towards Bond Street, did it matter that she must inevitably cease completely; all this must go on without her; did she resent it; or did it not become consoling to believe that death ended absolutely? but that somehow in the streets of London, on the ebb and flow of things, here there, she survived. Peter survived, lived in each other, she being part, she was positive, of the trees at home; of the house there, ugly, rambling all to bits and pieces as it was; part of people she had never met; being laid out like a mist between the people she knew best, who lifted her on their branches as she had seen the trees lift the mist, but it spread ever so far, her life, herself.

Source: Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass
“She rose and followed her bust from the room.”

Family Furnishings: Selected Stories, 1995-2014 (2014)
Source: Away from Her


“A woman has to live her life, or live to repent not having lived it.”
Source: Lady Chatterley's Lover

Source: Cesar's Way: The Natural, Everyday Guide to Understanding and Correcting Common Dog Problems

“Yes, she thought, laying down her brush in extreme fatigues, I have had my vision.”
Source: To the Lighthouse
Source: Water for Elephants

“An intellectual hatred is the worst,
So let her think opinions are accursed.”
St. 8
Michael Robartes and the Dancer (1921), A Prayer For My Daughter http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1421/
Source: The Yeats Reader, Revised Edition: A Portable Compendium of Poetry, Drama, and Prose
Context: An intellectual hatred is the worst,
So let her think opinions are accursed.
Have I not seen the loveliest woman born
Out of the mouth of plenty’s horn,
Because of her opinionated mind
Barter that horn and every good
By quiet natures understood
For an old bellows full of angry wind?
Variant: Nïx clasped her hands over her chest, sighing, “He gave you his heart. That’s so romantic. So much better than a candy heart. Those get stuck in the fangs, you know.
Source: Lothaire

“A woman has got to love a bad man once or twice in her life, to be thankful for a good one.”

St. 5
Michael Robartes and the Dancer (1921), A Prayer For My Daughter http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1421/
Source: The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
Context: In courtesy I’d have her chiefly learned;
Hearts are not had as a gift but hearts are earned
By those that are not entirely beautiful;
Yet many, that have played the fool
For beauty’s very self, has charm made wise.
And many a poor man that has roved,
Loved and thought himself beloved,
From a glad kindness cannot take his eyes.