Alexander Smith
Alexander Smith
Sir Alexander Lockwood Smith KNZMis the current High Commissioner of New Zealand to the United Kingdom and a former New Zealand politician who served as the 28th Speaker of the House of Representatives from 2008 to 2013. Smith is a member of the New Zealand National Party and served as a Member of Parliamentfrom 1984 until his retirement to pursue diplomatic roles in 2013. He represented first the Kaipara electorate and then Rodney, and has held a number of Cabinet...
NationalityScottish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth24 August 1948
It is a characteristic of pleasure that we can never recognize it to be pleasure till after it is gone.
Every day travels toward death; the last only arrives at it.
A poem round and perfect as a star.
Winter does not work only on a broad scale; he is careful in trifles.
Fame is but an inscription on a grave, and glory the melancholy blazon on a coffin lid.
We are never happy; we can only remember that we were so once.
Each time we love,We turn a nearer and a broader markTo that keen archer, Sorrow, and he strikes.
The saddest thing that befalls a soul is when it loses faith in god and woman.
If the egotist is weak, his egotism is worthless. If the egotist is strong, acute, full of distinctive character, his egotism is precious, and remains a possession of the race.
There is a slow-growing beauty which only comes to perfection in old age.... I have seen sweeter smiles on a lip of seventy than I ever saw on a lip of seventeen. There is the beauty of youth, and there is also the beauty of holiness—a beauty much more seldom met; and more frequently found in the arm-chair by the fire, with grandchildren around its knee, than in the ball-room or the promenade.
A brave soul is a thing which all things serve.
In life there is nothing more unexpected and surprising than the arrivals and departures of pleasure. If we find it in one place today, it is vain to seek it there tomorrow. You can not lay a trap for it.
To sit for one's portrait is like being present at one's own creation.
An old novel has a history of its own.