Ouida
Ouida
Ouidawas the pseudonym of the English novelist Maria Louise Ramé...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth7 January 1839
thinking giving care
We do not want to think. We do not want to hear. We do not care about anything. Only give us a good dinner and plenty of money, and let us outshine our neighbors. There is the Nineteenth Century Gospel.
art thinking people
The art of pleasing is more based on the art of seeming pleased than people think of, and she disarmed the prejudices of her enemies by the unaffected delight she appeared to take in themselves.
philosophy thinking pockets
A pipe is a pocket philosopher,--a truer one than Socrates, for it never asks questions. Socrates must have been very tiresome, when one thinks of it.
witty thinking doe
When you talk yourself, you think how witty, how original, how acute you are; but when another does so, you are very apt to think only - What a crib from Rochefoucauld!
light brain sunrise
There is no more terrible woe upon earth than the woe of the stricken brain, which remembers the days of its strength, the living light of its reason, the sunrise of its proud intelligence, and knows that these have passed away like a tale that is told ...
love men oil
Opposition to a man in love is like oil to fire.
rights seeming
Woman already controls by not seeming to do so. Talk no more of her rights.
laughter hypocrite men
Hypocrites weep, and you cannot tell their tears from those of saints; but no bad man ever laughed sweetly yet.
strong joy suffering
The joy of a strong nature is as cloudless as its suffering is desolate.
israel gold ark
You know the Ark of Israel and the calf of Belial were both made of gold. Religion has never yet changed the metal of her one adoration.
genius arrogant scorn
The scorn of genius is the most arrogant and the most boundless of all scorn.
children genius influence
Genius cannot escape the taint of its time more than a child the influence of its begetting.
woe depth affliction
We only see clearly when we have reached the depths of woe.
beauty self half
There is a self-evident axiom, that she who is born a beauty is half married.