List of Jane Porter Quotes

When The Cup Of Any Sensual Pleasure Is Drained To The Bottom, There Is Always Poison In The Dregs.

There Is Nothing So Clear-sighted And Sensible As A Noble Mind In A Low Estate.

Compulsion Hardly Restores Right; Love Yields All Things.

The Platform Or The Altar Of Love May Be Analyzed And Explained; It Is Constructed Of Virtue, Beauty, And Affection. Such Is The Pyre, Such Is The Offering; But The Ethereal Spark Must Come From Heaven, That Lights The Sacrifice.

How Different Is The Ready Hand, Tearful Eye, And Soothing Voice, From The Ostentatious Appearance Which Is Called Pity.

When Alexander Had Subdued The World, And Wept That None Were Left To Dispute His Arms, His Tears Were An Involuntary Tribute To A Monarchy That He Knew Not, Man's Empire Over Himself.

But The Most Annoying Of All Public Reformers Is The Personal Satirist. Though He May Be Considered By Some Few As A Useful Member Of Society, Yet He Is Only Ranked With The Hangman, Whom We Tolerate Because He Executes The Judgment We Abhor To Do Ourselves, And Avoid With A Natural Detestation Of His Office. The Pen Of The One And The Cord Of The Other Are Inseparable In Our Minds.

We Value The Devotedness Of Friendship Rather As An Oblation To Vanity Than As A Free Interchange Of Hearts; An Endearing Contract Of Sympathy, Mutual Forbearance, And Respect!

Magnanimity Is Above Circumstance; And Any Virtue Which Depends On That Is More Of Constitution Than Of Principle.

National Antipathy Is The Basest, Because The Most Illiberal And Illiterate Of All Prejudices.

The Only Impregnable Citadel Of Virtue Is Religion; For There Is No Bulwark Of Mere Morality, Which Some Temptation May Not Overtop Or Undermine, And Destroy.

Virtue, Without The Graces, Is Like A Rich Diamond Unpolished--it Hardly Looks Better Than A Common Pebble; But When The Hand Of The Master Rubs Off The Roughness, And Forms The Sides Into A Thousand Brilliant Surfaces, It Is Then That We Acknowledge Its Worth, Admire Its Beauty, And Long To Wear It In Our Bosoms.