Lew Wallace
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Lew Wallace
Lewis "Lew" Wallacewas an American lawyer, Union general in the American Civil War, governor of the New Mexico Territory, politician, diplomat, and author from Indiana. Among his novels and biographies, Wallace is best known for his historical adventure story, Ben-Hur: A Tale of the Christ, a bestselling novel that has been called "the most influential Christian book of the nineteenth century."...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth10 April 1827
CityBrookeville, IN
CountryUnited States of America
Lew Wallace quotes about
One is never more on trial than in the moment of excessive good fortune.
Beauty is altogether in the eye of the beholder.
I know what I should love to do--to build a study; to write, and to think of nothing else. I want to bury myself in a den of books. I want to saturate myself with the elements of which they are made, and breathe their atmosphere until I am of it. Not a bookworm, being which is to give off no utterances; but a man in the world of writing--one with a pen that shall stop men to listen to it, whether they wish to or not.
He met me with politeness and dignity, ... Turning to the officers at the table, he remarked: 'General Wallace, it is not necessary to introduce you to these gentlemen; you are acquainted with them all.'
Am I going home to idleness? No, no. My feet and hands may be still, not so the mind--that has its aspirations yet, and it will work, for it has a law unto itself. Idleness is one thing, doing is another.
The happiness of love is in action; its test is what one is willing to do for others.
All calculations based on experience elsewhere, fail in New Mexico.
The monuments of the nations are all protests against nothingness after death; so are statues and inscriptions; so is history.
Pride is never so loud as when in chains.
The architect had not stopped to bother about columns and porticos, proportions or interiors, or any limitation upon the epic he sought to materialize; he had simply made a servant of Nature - art can go no further.
Would you hurt a man keenest strike at his self-love?