William Makepeace Thackeray citáty

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„Humor je jedním z nejlepších kusů oděvů, jaký člověk může ve společnosti nosit.“

„Škaredý a schopný muž má u žen úspěch jen někdy, ale hezký hlupák je neodolatelný.“

„Svět je zrcadlo. Mračte se do něho a bude se na vás také mračit, zasmějte se a bude vám veselým a laskavým společníkem.“

„Zasejte skutek a klidíte návyk, zasejte návyk a sklidíte povahu, zasejte povahu a sklidíte osud.“

„Jsou určité sprostoty, které se muži příčí - je jich schopna jen žena, krásná a jemná žena.“

„Říkejte si co chcete, ale má-li být dobré jméno člověka zahanbeno, nikdo to neprovede tak dobře jako příbuzní.“

„Nemám nic proti knoflíkum. V přiměřeném množství.“

„Byla od přírody žárlivá, což jest jedna z hlavních vlastností pořádné ženské.“

„Vousatí tvorové jsou zrovna tak chtiví chvály, zrovna tak fintiví ve svém oblékání, zrovna tak pyšní na své osobní přednosti, zrovna tak vědomí své přitažlivosti, jako kterákoliv koketa na světě.“

“It is best to love wisely, no doubt; but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.”

“A person can't help their birth.”

“I would rather make my name then inherit it.”

“One of the great conditions of anger and hatred is, that you must tell and believe lies against the hated object, in order, as we said, to be consistent.”

“Some cynical Frenchman has said that there are two parties to a love-transaction: the one who loves and the other who condescends to be so treated.”

“But oh, Mesdames, if you are not allowed to touch the heart sometimes in spite of syntax, and are not to be loved until you all know the difference between trimeter and tetrameter, may all Poetry go to the deuce, and every schoolmaster perish miserably!”

“Tis strange what a man may do, and a woman yet think him an angel.”

“She looks so haughty that I should have thought her a princess at the very least, with a pedigree reaching as far back as the Deluge. But this lady was no better born than many other ladies who give themselves airs; and all sensible people laughed at her absurd pretensions.”

“The true pleasure of life is to live with your inferiors.”

“This Bouillabaisse a noble dish is —
A sort of soup or broth, or brew,
Or hotchpotch of all sorts of fishes,
That Greenwich never could outdo.”

“Everybody in Vanity Fair must have remarked how well those live who are comfortably and thoroughly in debt; how they deny themselves nothing; how jolly and easy they are in their minds.”

“I should like to see before I die, and think of it daily more and more, the commencement of Jesus Christ's christianism in the world, where I am sure people may be made a hundred times happier than by its present forms, Judaism, ascenticism, Bullarism.”

“Ho, pretty page, with the dimpled chin
That never has known the barber’s shear,
All your wish is woman to win,
This is the way that boys begin.
Wait till you come to Forty Year.”

“Yes, I am a fatal man, Madame Fribsbi. To inspire hopeless passion is my destiny.”

“Then sing as Martin Luther sang,
As Doctor Martin Luther sang,
“Who loves not wine, woman and song,
He is a fool his whole life long.””

“Christmas is here:
Winds whistle shrill,
Icy and chill.
Little care we;
Little we fear
Weather without,
Sheltered about
The Mahogany Tree.”

“If a secret history of books could be written, and the author's private thoughts and meanings noted down alongside of his story, how many insipid volumes would become interesting, and dull tales excite the reader!”

“It is to the middle class we must look for the safety of England.”

“To endure is greater than to dare; to tire out hostile fortune; to be daunted by no difficulty; to keep heart when all have lost it; to go through intrigue spotless; and to forgo even ambition when the end is gained — who can say this is not greatness?”

“Tis not the dying for a faith that's so hard, Master Harry — every man of every nation has done that — 'tis the living up to it that is difficult, as I know to my cost.”

“Next to the very young, I suppose the very old are the most selfish.”

“And as every one of their dear sex is the rival of the rest of her kind, timidity passes for folly in their charitable judgements; and gentleness for dullness; and silence -- which is but timid denial of the unwelcome assertion of ruling folks, and tacit protestantism -- above all, finds no mercy at the hands of the female Inquisition.”

“Except for the young or very happy, I can't say I am sorry for any one who dies.”

“The two most engaging powers of an author are to make new things familiar, familiar things new.”

“The book of female logic is blotted all over with tears, and Justice in their courts is for ever in a passion.”

“Despair is perfectly compatible with a good dinner, I promise you.”

“I think I could be a good woman if I had five thousand a year.”

“The play is done; the curtain drops,
Slow falling to the prompter’s bell
A moment yet the actor stops
And looks around to say farewell.
It is an irksome word and task:
And when he’s laughed and said his say
He shows, as he removes the mask,
A face that’s anything but gay.”

“Here was a man who could not spell, and did not care to read — who had the habits and the cunning of a boor: whose aim in life was pettifogging: who never had a taste, or emotion, or enjoyment, but was sordid and soil; and yet he had rank, and honors, and power, somehow: and was dignitary of the land, and a pillar of the state.”