Douglas William Jerrold Quotes
Douglas William Jerrold (London 3 January 1803 – 8 June 1857 London) was an English dramatist and writer.
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Happiness grows at our own firesides, and is not to be picked in strangers' gardens.
A piece of simple goodness--a letter gushing from the heart; a beautiful unstudied vindication of the worth and untiring sweetness of human nature--a record of the invulnerability of man, armed with high purpose, sanctified by truth.
Slugs crawl and crawl over our cabbages, like the world's slander over a good name. You may kill them, it is true; but there is the slime.
Self-defense is the clearest of all laws; and for this reason - the lawyers didn't make it.
After all there is something about a wedding-gown prettier than in any other gown in the world.
A man never so beautifully shows his own strength as when he respects a woman's softness.
Earth is here so kind, that just tickle her with a hoe and she laughs with a harvest.
What women would do if they could not cry, nobody knows. What poor, defenceless creatures they would be!
There is peace more destructive of the manhood of living man than war is destructive of his material body.
A blessed companion is a book--a book that, fitly chosen, is a lifelong friend...a book that, at a touch, pours its heart into your own.
As for the brandy, "nothing extenuate"; and the water, put nought in in malice.