English author & politician (1803-1873)
Debt is to man what the serpent is to the bird; its eye fascinates, its breath poisons, its coil crushes sinew and bone, its jaw is the pitiless grave.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
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Caxtoniana
Whatever you lend, let it be your money, and not your name. Money you may get again, and if not, you may contrive to do without it; name once lost you cannot get again, and if you can contrive to do without it, you had better never have been born.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Caxtoniana
The man who smokes, thinks like a sage and acts like a Samaritan.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Night and Morning
The Almighty proves his existence by creating.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Lucretia; or, The children of Night
A good heart is better than all the heads in the world.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
The Disowned
Money is a terrible blab; she will betray the secrets of her owner, whatever he do to gag her. His virtues will creep out in her whisper; his vices she will cry aloud at the top of her tongue.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Caxtoniana
The fewer blows, the better. Brave men fight if they must; wise men never fight if they can help it.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Pausanias, the Spartan
It is the glorious doom of literature that the evil perishes and the good remains. Even when the original author of some healthy and useful truth is forgotten, the truth survives, transplanted to works more calculated to purify it from error, and perpetuate it to our benefit.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
The Student: A Series of Papers
You know
There are moments when silence, prolonged and unbroken,
More expressive may be than all words ever spoken.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
"Lucile"
Laws die. Books never.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
Richelieu
In life, as in art, the beautiful moves in curves.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
What Will He Do With It?
If aught be worse than failure from overstress of a life's prime purpose, it is to sit down content with a little success.
EDWARD BULWER-LYTTON
"Last Words", Poems of Owen Meredith