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Douglas Jerrold Quotes

Douglas William Jerrold, was an English dramatist and writer.
(1803 - 1857)

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"The last word" is the most dangerous of infernal machines; and husband and wife should no more fight to get it than they would struggle for the possession of a lighted bomb shell.

A blessed companion is a book,-a book that fitly chosen is a life-long friend.
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A Conservative is a man who will not look at the new moon, out of respect for that ancient institution, the old one.

A coquette is like a recruiting sergeant, always on the lookout for fresh victims.

A strange volume of real life in the daily packet of the postman. Eternal love and instant payment!

Blessed be the hand that prepares a pleasure for a child, for there is no saying when and where it may bloom forth.

Conscience, though ever so small a worm while we live, grows suddenly into a serpent on our deathbed.

Dress it as we may, feather it, daub it with gold, huzza it, and sing swaggering songs about it, what is war, nine times out of ten, but murder in uniform?

Earth is here so kind, that just tickle her with a hoe and she laughs with a harvest.

Fortunes made in no time are like shirts made in no time; it's ten to one if they hang long together.

Habitual intoxication is the epitome of every crime.

Happiness grows at our own firesides, and is not to be picked in strangers' gardens.

He is one of those wise philanthropists who in a time of famine would vote for nothing but a supply of toothpicks.

He kissed her and promised. Such beautiful lips! Man's usual fate - he was lost upon the coral reefs.

He was so benevolent, so merciful a man that, in his mistaken passion, he would have held an umbrella over a duck in a shower of rain.

He was so good he would pour rose-water on a toad.
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Honest bread is very well - it's the butter that makes the temptation.

How beautiful can time with goodness make an old man look.

I never hear the rattling of dice that it does not sound to me like the funeral bell of the whole family.

If slander be a snake, it is a winged one - it flies as well as creeps.

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