Quotes by Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist

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The country people, indeed, did not always clearly distinguish between the Fairies and the dead. They called them both t — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
As Master Nathaniel jogged leisurely along his thoughts turned to the Farmer Gibberty, who many a time must have jogged — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
It shocked his sense of dramatic economy that they should have to resort to violence when the same result could have bee — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
So fine a medicine is the will to action. — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
A bad conscience makes a very good ghost. — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
There had always been something rather brutal about (..._) common sense. — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
But these are sad times, the 'prentices wanting to be masters, and every little tradesman wanting to be a Senator, and e — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
Let mental suffering be intense enough, and it becomes a sort of carminative. — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
Sentimentality is a quality that rarely has the slightest influence on action. — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
Mad folks are often as dangerous as bad ones. — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
It was as if the future were a treacly adhesive fluid that had been spilt all over the present, so that everything he to — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
Poetry and visions, springing as they do from an ever-present sense of mortality, might easily appear morbid to the stur — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
Master Nathaniel looked at him. The fixed stare, the slightly-open mouth, the rigid motionless body, fettered by a miser — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
What's the use of crying, and retching, and belching, all day long, like your lady downstairs? Life has its sad side, an — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
He says to me, Ranulph, he says... that the past will never come again, but that we must remember that the past is made — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
Was it possible that Ranulph, too, was a real person, a person inside whose mind things happened? He had thought that he — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
But it is best to let sleeping facts lie. — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
The Written Word is a Fairy, as mocking and elusive as Willy Wisp, speaking lying words to us in a feigned voice. So let — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
Reason I know, is only a drug, and, as such, its effects are never permanent. But, like the juice of the poppy, it often — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist
The cattle crouched round them in soft shadowy clumps, placidly munching, and dreaming with wide-open eyes. The narrow z — Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist