Civilization is the lamb’s skin in which barbarism masquerades.
About Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Thomas Bailey Aldrichwas an American writer, poet, critic, and editor. He is notable for his long editorship of The Atlantic Monthly, during which he published writers including Charles W. Chesnutt.
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What is lovely never dies, put passes into other loveliness.
American poet, novelist, editor (1836-1907)
I like to have a thing suggested rather than told in full. When every detail is given, the mind rests satisfied, and the imagination loses the desire to use its own wings.
American poet, novelist, editor (1836-1907)
There must be such a thing as a child with average ability, but you can’t find a parent who will admit that it is his child.
American poet, novelist, editor (1836-1907)
A man is known by the company his mind keeps.
American poet, novelist, editor (1836-1907)
The ocean moans over dead men’s bones.
American poet, novelist, editor (1836-1907)
They fail, and they alone, who have not striven.
American poet, novelist, editor (1836-1907)
No bird has ever uttered note That was not in some first bird’s throat; Since Eden’s freshness and man’s fall No rose has been original.
American poet, novelist, editor (1836-1907)
Civilization is the lamb’s skin in which barbarism masquerades.
American poet, novelist, editor (1836-1907)
To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent – that is to triumph over old age.
American poet, novelist, editor (1836-1907)
The man who suspects his own tediousness is yet to be born.
American poet, novelist, editor (1836-1907)
Books that have become classics – books that have had their day and now get more praise than perusal – always remind me of retired colonels and majors and captains who, having reached the age limit, find themselves retired on half pay.
American poet, novelist, editor (1836-1907)
True art selects and paraphrases, but seldom gives a verbatim translation.
American poet, novelist, editor (1836-1907)