“Now I must give one smirk and then we may be rational again”
―
Jane Austen,
Northanger Abbey
“I take it we're friends now," Henry said. "We must be," Gansey replied. "Jane says it should be so.""It should be so," Blue agreed.” ― Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven King
“Jane," I said quietly.She opened her eyes, she had been far away in prayer."Yes, Mary? Forgive me, I was praying.""If you go on flirting with the king with those sickly little smiles, one of us Boleyns is going to scratch your eyes out.” ― Philippa Gregory, The Other Boleyn Girl
“76. David Hume – Treatise on Human Nature; Essays Moral and Political; An Enquiry Concerning Human Understanding77. Jean-Jacques Rousseau – On the Origin of Inequality; On the Political Economy; Emile – or, On Education, The Social Contract78. Laurence Sterne – Tristram Shandy; A Sentimental Journey through France and Italy79. Adam Smith – The Theory of Moral Sentiments; The Wealth of Nations80. Immanuel Kant – Critique of Pure Reason; Fundamental Principles of the Metaphysics of Morals; Critique of Practical Reason; The Science of Right; Critique of Judgment; Perpetual Peace81. Edward Gibbon – The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire; Autobiography82. James Boswell – Journal; Life of Samuel Johnson, Ll.D.83. Antoine Laurent Lavoisier – Traité Élémentaire de Chimie (Elements of Chemistry)84. Alexander Hamilton, John Jay, and James Madison – Federalist Papers85. Jeremy Bentham – Introduction to the Principles of Morals and Legislation; Theory of Fictions86. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe – Faust; Poetry and Truth87. Jean Baptiste Joseph Fourier – Analytical Theory of Heat88. Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel – Phenomenology of Spirit; Philosophy of Right; Lectures on the Philosophy of History89. William Wordsworth – Poems90. Samuel Taylor Coleridge – Poems; Biographia Literaria91. Jane Austen – Pride and Prejudice; Emma92. Carl von Clausewitz – On War93. Stendhal – The Red and the Black; The Charterhouse of Parma; On Love94. Lord Byron – Don Juan95. Arthur Schopenhauer – Studies in Pessimism96. Michael Faraday – Chemical History of a Candle; Experimental Researches in Electricity97. Charles Lyell – Principles of Geology98. Auguste Comte – The Positive Philosophy99. Honoré de Balzac – Père Goriot; Eugenie Grandet100. Ralph Waldo Emerson – Representative Men; Essays; Journal101. Nathaniel Hawthorne – The Scarlet Letter102. Alexis de Tocqueville – Democracy in America103. John Stuart Mill – A System of Logic; On Liberty; Representative Government; Utilitarianism; The Subjection of Women; Autobiography104. Charles Darwin – The Origin of Species; The Descent of Man; Autobiography105. Charles Dickens – Pickwick Papers; David Copperfield; Hard Times106. Claude Bernard – Introduction to the Study of Experimental Medicine107. Henry David Thoreau – Civil Disobedience; Walden108. Karl Marx – Capital; Communist Manifesto109. George Eliot – Adam Bede; Middlemarch110. Herman Melville – Moby-Dick; Billy Budd111. Fyodor Dostoevsky – Crime and Punishment; The Idiot; The Brothers Karamazov112. Gustave Flaubert – Madame Bovary; Three Stories113. Henrik Ibsen – Plays114. Leo Tolstoy – War and Peace; Anna Karenina; What is Art?; Twenty-Three Tales115. Mark Twain – The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn; The Mysterious Stranger116. William James – The Principles of Psychology; The Varieties of Religious Experience; Pragmatism; Essays in Radical Empiricism117. Henry James – The American; The Ambassadors118. Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche – Thus Spoke Zarathustra; Beyond Good and Evil; The Genealogy of Morals;The Will to Power119. Jules Henri Poincaré – Science and Hypothesis; Science and Method120. Sigmund Freud – The Interpretation of Dreams; Introductory Lectures on Psychoanalysis; Civilization and Its Discontents; New Introductory Lectures on Psychoanalysis121. George Bernard Shaw – Plays and Prefaces” ― Mortimer J. Adler, How to Read a Book: The Classic Guide to Intelligent Reading
“I am sure," cried Catherine, "I did not mean to say anything wrong; but it is a nice book, and why should not I call it so?""Very true," said Henry, "and this is a very nice day, and we are taking a very nice walk, and you are two very nice young ladies. Oh! It is a very nice word indeed! It does for everything. Originally perhaps it was applied only to express neatness, propriety, delicacy, or refinement—people were nice in their dress, in their sentiments, or their choice. But now every commendation on every subject is comprised in that one word.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“Catherine [...] enjoyed her usual happiness with Henry Tilney, listening with sparkling eyes to everything he said; and, in finding him irresistible, becoming so herself.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“[H]is first purpose was to explain himself, and before they reached Mr. Allen's grounds he had done it so well that Catherine did not think it could ever be repeated too often. She was assured of his affection; and that heart in return was solicited, which, perhaps, they pretty equally knew was already entirely his own; for, though Henry was now sincerely attached to her, though he felt and delighted in all the excellencies of her character and truly loved her society, I must confess that his affection originated in nothing better than gratitude, or, in other words, that a persuasion of her partiality for him had been the only cause of giving her a serious thought. It is a new circumstance in romance, I acknowledge, and dreadfully derogatory of an heroine's dignity; but if it be as new in common life, the credit of a wild imagination will at least be all my own.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“And now, Henry," said Miss Tilney, "that you have made us understand each other, you may as well make Miss Morland understand yourself—unless you mean to have her think you intolerably rude to your sister, and a great brute in your opinion of women in general. Miss Morland is not used to your odd ways.""I shall be most happy to make her better acquainted with them.""No doubt; but that is no explanation of the present.""What am I to do?""You know what you ought to do. Clear your character handsomely before her. Tell her that you think very highly of the understanding of women.""Miss Morland, I think very highly of the understanding of all the women in the world—especially of those—whoever they may be—with whom I happen to be in company.""That is not enough. Be more serious.""Miss Morland, no one can think more highly of the understanding of women than I do. In my opinion, nature has given them so much that they never find it necessary to use more than half.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“You have been abroad then?” said Henry, a little surprised.“Oh! No, I only mean what I have read about. It always puts me in mind of the country that Emily and her father traveled through, in The Mysteries of Udolpho. But you never read novels, I dare say?”“Why not?”“Because they are not clever enough for you — gentlemen read better books.”“The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid. I have read all Mrs. Radcliffe’s works, and most of them with great pleasure. The Mysteries of Udolpho, when I had once begun it, I could not lay down again; I remember finishing it in two days — my hair standing on end the whole time.”“Yes,” added Miss Tilney, “and I remember that you undertook to read it aloud to me, and that when I was called away for only five minutes to answer a note, instead of waiting for me, you took the volume into the Hermitage Walk, and I was obliged to stay till you had finished it.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“My, you ought to seen old Henry the Eight when he was in bloom. He was a blossom. He used to marry a new wife every day, and chop off her head next morning. And he would do it just as indifferent as if he was ordering up eggs. 'Fetch up Nell Gwynn,' he says. They fetch her up. Next morning, 'Chop off her head!' And they chop it off. 'Fetch up Jane Shore,' he says; and up she comes, Next morning, 'Chop off her head'—and they chop it off. 'Ring up Fair Rosamun.' Fair Rosamun answers the bell. Next morning, 'Chop off her head.' And he made every one of them tell him a tale every night; and he kept that up till he had hogged a thousand and one tales that way, and then he put them all in a book, and called it Domesday Book—which was a good name and stated the case. You don't know kings, Jim, but I know them; and this old rip of ourn is one of the cleanest I've struck in history. Well, Henry he takes a notion he wants to get up some trouble with this country. How does he go at it—give notice?—give the country a show? No. All of a sudden he heaves all the tea in Boston Harbor overboard, and whacks out a declaration of independence, and dares them to come on. That was his style—he never give anybody a chance. He had suspicions of his father, the Duke of Wellington. Well, what did he do? Ask him to show up? No—drownded him in a butt of mamsey, like a cat. S'pose people left money laying around where he was—what did he do? He collared it. S'pose he contracted to do a thing, and you paid him, and didn't set down there and see that he done it—what did he do? He always done the other thing. S'pose he opened his mouth—what then? If he didn't shut it up powerful quick he'd lose a lie every time. That's the kind of a bug Henry was; and if we'd a had him along 'stead of our kings he'd a fooled that town a heap worse than ourn done. I don't say that ourn is lambs, because they ain't, when you come right down to the cold facts; but they ain't nothing to that old ram, anyway. All I say is, kings is kings, and you got to make allowances. Take them all around, they're a mighty ornery lot. It's the way they're raised.” ― Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
“[Henry] felt himself bound as much in honour as in affection to Miss Morland, and believing that heart to be his own which he had been directed to gain, no unworthy retraction of a tacit consent, no reversing feared of unjustifiable anger, could shake his fidelity, or influence the resolutions it prompted.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“Her passion for ancient edifices was next in degree to her passion for Henry Tilney-- and castles and abbeys made usually the charm of those reveries which his image did not fill.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“The family of Dashwood had long been settled in Sussex. Their estate was large, and their residence was at Norland Park, in the centre of their property, where, for many generations, they had lived in so respectable a manner as to engage the general good opinion of their surrounding acquaintance. The late owner of this estate was a single man, who lived to a very advanced age, and who for many years of his life, had a constant companion and housekeeper in his sister. But her death, which happened ten years before his own, produced a great alteration in his home; for to supply her loss, he invited and received into his house the family of his nephew Mr. Henry Dashwood, the legal inheritor of the Norland estate, and the person to whom he intended to bequeath it. In the society of his nephew and niece, and their children, the old Gentleman's days were comfortably spent. His attachment to them all increased. The constant attention of Mr. and Mrs. Henry Dashwood to his wishes, which proceeded not merely from interest, but from goodness of heart, gave him every degree of solid comfort which his age could receive; and the cheerfulness of the children added a relish to his existence.” ― Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility
“Jane noticed Henry's skin stretch when Theo held Henry's head with one hand and tugged on the thing with the other. “Hold on! You might do more damage pulling it off like that.” Reluctantly, Theo released his hold.” ― Ben Hammott, Ice Rift
“Later, when they would spend straight hours conversing in the dark, Jane would realize that Henry kissed the way he talked- his entire attention taut, focused, intensely hers.” ― Shannon Hale, Austenland
“Catherine had never wanted comfort more, and [Henry] looked as if he was aware of it.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“The anxiety, which in this state of their attachment must be the portion of Henry and Catherine, and of all who loved either, as to its final event, can hardly extend, I fear, to the bosom of my readers, who will see in the tell-tale compression of the pages before them, that we are all hastening together to perfect felicity.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“Jane would be the next queen and her children, when she had them, would be the next princes or princesses. Or she might wait, as the other queens had waited, every month, desperate to know that she had conceived, knowing each month that it did not happen that Henry's love wore a little thinner, that his patience grew a little shorter. Or Anne's curse of death in childbed, and death to her son, might come true. I did not envy Jane Seymour. I had seen two queens married to King Henry and neither of them had much joy of it.” ― Philippa Gregory, The Other Boleyn Girl
“A good turnout at church today. It had nothing to do with the mild weather and a desire to gossip and everything to do with my oratory skills, I am perfectly convinced. Indeed, if not for Mrs Attwood's new bonnet, I would have had the ladies' undivided attention. The gentlemen I was more certain of. They had no interest in bonnets, new or otherwise, and listened in pleasing silence, broken only by an occasional snore.” ― Amanda Grange, Henry Tilney's Diary
“I take it we're friends now," Henry said. "We must be," Gansey replied. "Jane says it should be so.""It should be so," Blue agreed.” ― Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven King
“Jane," I said quietly.She opened her eyes, she had been far away in prayer."Yes, Mary? Forgive me, I was praying.""If you go on flirting with the king with those sickly little smiles, one of us Boleyns is going to scratch your eyes out.” ― Philippa Gregory, The Other Boleyn Girl
“76. David Hume – Treatise on Human Nature; Essays Moral and Political; An Enquiry Concerning Human Understanding77. Jean-Jacques Rousseau – On the Origin of Inequality; On the Political Economy; Emile – or, On Education, The Social Contract78. Laurence Sterne – Tristram Shandy; A Sentimental Journey through France and Italy79. Adam Smith – The Theory of Moral Sentiments; The Wealth of Nations80. Immanuel Kant – Critique of Pure Reason; Fundamental Principles of the Metaphysics of Morals; Critique of Practical Reason; The Science of Right; Critique of Judgment; Perpetual Peace81. Edward Gibbon – The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire; Autobiography82. James Boswell – Journal; Life of Samuel Johnson, Ll.D.83. Antoine Laurent Lavoisier – Traité Élémentaire de Chimie (Elements of Chemistry)84. Alexander Hamilton, John Jay, and James Madison – Federalist Papers85. Jeremy Bentham – Introduction to the Principles of Morals and Legislation; Theory of Fictions86. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe – Faust; Poetry and Truth87. Jean Baptiste Joseph Fourier – Analytical Theory of Heat88. Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel – Phenomenology of Spirit; Philosophy of Right; Lectures on the Philosophy of History89. William Wordsworth – Poems90. Samuel Taylor Coleridge – Poems; Biographia Literaria91. Jane Austen – Pride and Prejudice; Emma92. Carl von Clausewitz – On War93. Stendhal – The Red and the Black; The Charterhouse of Parma; On Love94. Lord Byron – Don Juan95. Arthur Schopenhauer – Studies in Pessimism96. Michael Faraday – Chemical History of a Candle; Experimental Researches in Electricity97. Charles Lyell – Principles of Geology98. Auguste Comte – The Positive Philosophy99. Honoré de Balzac – Père Goriot; Eugenie Grandet100. Ralph Waldo Emerson – Representative Men; Essays; Journal101. Nathaniel Hawthorne – The Scarlet Letter102. Alexis de Tocqueville – Democracy in America103. John Stuart Mill – A System of Logic; On Liberty; Representative Government; Utilitarianism; The Subjection of Women; Autobiography104. Charles Darwin – The Origin of Species; The Descent of Man; Autobiography105. Charles Dickens – Pickwick Papers; David Copperfield; Hard Times106. Claude Bernard – Introduction to the Study of Experimental Medicine107. Henry David Thoreau – Civil Disobedience; Walden108. Karl Marx – Capital; Communist Manifesto109. George Eliot – Adam Bede; Middlemarch110. Herman Melville – Moby-Dick; Billy Budd111. Fyodor Dostoevsky – Crime and Punishment; The Idiot; The Brothers Karamazov112. Gustave Flaubert – Madame Bovary; Three Stories113. Henrik Ibsen – Plays114. Leo Tolstoy – War and Peace; Anna Karenina; What is Art?; Twenty-Three Tales115. Mark Twain – The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn; The Mysterious Stranger116. William James – The Principles of Psychology; The Varieties of Religious Experience; Pragmatism; Essays in Radical Empiricism117. Henry James – The American; The Ambassadors118. Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche – Thus Spoke Zarathustra; Beyond Good and Evil; The Genealogy of Morals;The Will to Power119. Jules Henri Poincaré – Science and Hypothesis; Science and Method120. Sigmund Freud – The Interpretation of Dreams; Introductory Lectures on Psychoanalysis; Civilization and Its Discontents; New Introductory Lectures on Psychoanalysis121. George Bernard Shaw – Plays and Prefaces” ― Mortimer J. Adler, How to Read a Book: The Classic Guide to Intelligent Reading
“I am sure," cried Catherine, "I did not mean to say anything wrong; but it is a nice book, and why should not I call it so?""Very true," said Henry, "and this is a very nice day, and we are taking a very nice walk, and you are two very nice young ladies. Oh! It is a very nice word indeed! It does for everything. Originally perhaps it was applied only to express neatness, propriety, delicacy, or refinement—people were nice in their dress, in their sentiments, or their choice. But now every commendation on every subject is comprised in that one word.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“Catherine [...] enjoyed her usual happiness with Henry Tilney, listening with sparkling eyes to everything he said; and, in finding him irresistible, becoming so herself.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“[H]is first purpose was to explain himself, and before they reached Mr. Allen's grounds he had done it so well that Catherine did not think it could ever be repeated too often. She was assured of his affection; and that heart in return was solicited, which, perhaps, they pretty equally knew was already entirely his own; for, though Henry was now sincerely attached to her, though he felt and delighted in all the excellencies of her character and truly loved her society, I must confess that his affection originated in nothing better than gratitude, or, in other words, that a persuasion of her partiality for him had been the only cause of giving her a serious thought. It is a new circumstance in romance, I acknowledge, and dreadfully derogatory of an heroine's dignity; but if it be as new in common life, the credit of a wild imagination will at least be all my own.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“And now, Henry," said Miss Tilney, "that you have made us understand each other, you may as well make Miss Morland understand yourself—unless you mean to have her think you intolerably rude to your sister, and a great brute in your opinion of women in general. Miss Morland is not used to your odd ways.""I shall be most happy to make her better acquainted with them.""No doubt; but that is no explanation of the present.""What am I to do?""You know what you ought to do. Clear your character handsomely before her. Tell her that you think very highly of the understanding of women.""Miss Morland, I think very highly of the understanding of all the women in the world—especially of those—whoever they may be—with whom I happen to be in company.""That is not enough. Be more serious.""Miss Morland, no one can think more highly of the understanding of women than I do. In my opinion, nature has given them so much that they never find it necessary to use more than half.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“You have been abroad then?” said Henry, a little surprised.“Oh! No, I only mean what I have read about. It always puts me in mind of the country that Emily and her father traveled through, in The Mysteries of Udolpho. But you never read novels, I dare say?”“Why not?”“Because they are not clever enough for you — gentlemen read better books.”“The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid. I have read all Mrs. Radcliffe’s works, and most of them with great pleasure. The Mysteries of Udolpho, when I had once begun it, I could not lay down again; I remember finishing it in two days — my hair standing on end the whole time.”“Yes,” added Miss Tilney, “and I remember that you undertook to read it aloud to me, and that when I was called away for only five minutes to answer a note, instead of waiting for me, you took the volume into the Hermitage Walk, and I was obliged to stay till you had finished it.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“My, you ought to seen old Henry the Eight when he was in bloom. He was a blossom. He used to marry a new wife every day, and chop off her head next morning. And he would do it just as indifferent as if he was ordering up eggs. 'Fetch up Nell Gwynn,' he says. They fetch her up. Next morning, 'Chop off her head!' And they chop it off. 'Fetch up Jane Shore,' he says; and up she comes, Next morning, 'Chop off her head'—and they chop it off. 'Ring up Fair Rosamun.' Fair Rosamun answers the bell. Next morning, 'Chop off her head.' And he made every one of them tell him a tale every night; and he kept that up till he had hogged a thousand and one tales that way, and then he put them all in a book, and called it Domesday Book—which was a good name and stated the case. You don't know kings, Jim, but I know them; and this old rip of ourn is one of the cleanest I've struck in history. Well, Henry he takes a notion he wants to get up some trouble with this country. How does he go at it—give notice?—give the country a show? No. All of a sudden he heaves all the tea in Boston Harbor overboard, and whacks out a declaration of independence, and dares them to come on. That was his style—he never give anybody a chance. He had suspicions of his father, the Duke of Wellington. Well, what did he do? Ask him to show up? No—drownded him in a butt of mamsey, like a cat. S'pose people left money laying around where he was—what did he do? He collared it. S'pose he contracted to do a thing, and you paid him, and didn't set down there and see that he done it—what did he do? He always done the other thing. S'pose he opened his mouth—what then? If he didn't shut it up powerful quick he'd lose a lie every time. That's the kind of a bug Henry was; and if we'd a had him along 'stead of our kings he'd a fooled that town a heap worse than ourn done. I don't say that ourn is lambs, because they ain't, when you come right down to the cold facts; but they ain't nothing to that old ram, anyway. All I say is, kings is kings, and you got to make allowances. Take them all around, they're a mighty ornery lot. It's the way they're raised.” ― Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
“[Henry] felt himself bound as much in honour as in affection to Miss Morland, and believing that heart to be his own which he had been directed to gain, no unworthy retraction of a tacit consent, no reversing feared of unjustifiable anger, could shake his fidelity, or influence the resolutions it prompted.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“Her passion for ancient edifices was next in degree to her passion for Henry Tilney-- and castles and abbeys made usually the charm of those reveries which his image did not fill.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“The family of Dashwood had long been settled in Sussex. Their estate was large, and their residence was at Norland Park, in the centre of their property, where, for many generations, they had lived in so respectable a manner as to engage the general good opinion of their surrounding acquaintance. The late owner of this estate was a single man, who lived to a very advanced age, and who for many years of his life, had a constant companion and housekeeper in his sister. But her death, which happened ten years before his own, produced a great alteration in his home; for to supply her loss, he invited and received into his house the family of his nephew Mr. Henry Dashwood, the legal inheritor of the Norland estate, and the person to whom he intended to bequeath it. In the society of his nephew and niece, and their children, the old Gentleman's days were comfortably spent. His attachment to them all increased. The constant attention of Mr. and Mrs. Henry Dashwood to his wishes, which proceeded not merely from interest, but from goodness of heart, gave him every degree of solid comfort which his age could receive; and the cheerfulness of the children added a relish to his existence.” ― Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility
“Jane noticed Henry's skin stretch when Theo held Henry's head with one hand and tugged on the thing with the other. “Hold on! You might do more damage pulling it off like that.” Reluctantly, Theo released his hold.” ― Ben Hammott, Ice Rift
“Later, when they would spend straight hours conversing in the dark, Jane would realize that Henry kissed the way he talked- his entire attention taut, focused, intensely hers.” ― Shannon Hale, Austenland
“Catherine had never wanted comfort more, and [Henry] looked as if he was aware of it.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“The anxiety, which in this state of their attachment must be the portion of Henry and Catherine, and of all who loved either, as to its final event, can hardly extend, I fear, to the bosom of my readers, who will see in the tell-tale compression of the pages before them, that we are all hastening together to perfect felicity.” ― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
“Jane would be the next queen and her children, when she had them, would be the next princes or princesses. Or she might wait, as the other queens had waited, every month, desperate to know that she had conceived, knowing each month that it did not happen that Henry's love wore a little thinner, that his patience grew a little shorter. Or Anne's curse of death in childbed, and death to her son, might come true. I did not envy Jane Seymour. I had seen two queens married to King Henry and neither of them had much joy of it.” ― Philippa Gregory, The Other Boleyn Girl
“A good turnout at church today. It had nothing to do with the mild weather and a desire to gossip and everything to do with my oratory skills, I am perfectly convinced. Indeed, if not for Mrs Attwood's new bonnet, I would have had the ladies' undivided attention. The gentlemen I was more certain of. They had no interest in bonnets, new or otherwise, and listened in pleasing silence, broken only by an occasional snore.” ― Amanda Grange, Henry Tilney's Diary
