C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.


Emotion is always new.

Victor Hugo.

The feelings, like flowers and butterflies, last longer the later they are delayed.


It is our kindest and tenderest emotion which we screen from the world.


The heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touched by the thorns.


Women are ever the dupes or the victims of their extreme sensitiveness.


Women endowed with remarkable sensibilities enjoy much; but they also suffer much.

Anna Cora Mowatt.

All loving emotions, like plants, shoot up most rapidly in the tempestuous atmosphere of life.


Women are more susceptible to pain than to pleasure.


Emotion turning back on itself, and not leading on to thought or action, is the element of madness.

John Sterling.

The reason that women are so much more sociable than men is because they act more from the heart than the intellect.


In love we never think of moral qualities, and scarcely of intellectual ones. Temperament and manners alone, with beauty, excite love.


How many women are born too finely organized in sense and soul for the highway they must walk with feet unshod.

O. W. Holmes.

At certain periods of life, we live years of emotion in a few weeks, and look back on those times as on great gaps between the old life and the new.


Emotion is the atmosphere in which thought is steeped, that which lends to thought its tone or temperature, that to which thought is often indebted for half its power.

Hugh R. Haweis.

Natural emotion is the soul of poetry, as melody is of music; the same faults are engendered by overstudy of either art; there is a lack of sincerity, of irresistible impulse in both the poet and the composer.


Emotion, whether of ridicule, anger, or sorrow,—whether raised at a puppet show, a funeral, or a battle,—is your grandest of levellers. The man who would be always superior should be always apathetic.


Emotion has no value in the Christian system, save as it stands connected with right conduct as the cause of it. Emotion is the bud, not the flower, and never is it of value until it expands into a flower.


There are three orders of emotions,—those of pleasure, which refer to the senses; those of harmony, which refer to the mind; and those of happiness, which are the natural result of a union between harmony and pleasure.


We are but shadows: we are not endowed with real life, and all that seems most real about us is but the thinnest substance of a dream,—till the heart be touched. That touch creates us—then we begin to be—thereby we are beings of reality and inheritors of eternity.