More Quotes by Washington Irving
Christmas is a season for kindling the fire for hospitality in the hall, the genial flame of charity in the heart.
Villainy wears many masks; none so dangerous as the mask of virtue.
after a man passes 60 , his mischief is mainly in his head
Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.
There is a healthful hardiness about real dignity that never dreads contact and communion with others however humble.
The love of a mother is never exhausted. It never changes - it never tires - it endures through all; in good repute, in bad repute. In the face of the world's condemnation, a mother's love still lives on.
He is the true enchanter, whose spell operates, not upon the senses, but upon the imagination and the heart.
Some minds seem almost to create themselves, springing up under every disadvantage and working their solitary but irresistible way through a thousand obstacles.
One of the greatest and simplest tools for learning more and growing is doing more.
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
