Laurence Sterne Quotes

In solitude the mind gains strength and learns to lean upon itself.

That grave people hate love for the name’s sake;—
That selfish people hate it for their own;—
Hypocrites for heaven’s;—

Kendi payıma, işe yeni başlamış biri olarak, bu konuda pek bir şey bilmiyorum - ama kanımca, kitap yazmak, herkes ne derse desin, bir şarkı mırıldanmaya benzer-bir kere ahengi tutturun yeter.

I like subordination, quoth my uncle Toby...

Button-holes! there is something lively in the very idea of 'em - and trust me, when I get amongst 'em - you gentry with great beards - look as grave as you will - I'll make merry work with my button-holes - I shall have 'em all to myself - 'tis a maiden subject - I shall run foul of no man's wisdom or fine sayings in it.

Ho! 'tis the time of salads.

Sözcükleri telaffuz ettiğim anda, kalp bölgesinin civarındaki telleri titreştiren bir çaba hissedebiliyordum.-Beyin bunu kaydetmedi.-Zaten genellikle bu ikisi birbiriyle pek anlaşamaz.

First, Whenever a man talks loudly against religion, always suspect that it is not his reason, but his passions, which have got the better of his Creed. A bad life and a good belief are disagreeable and troublesome neighbours, and where they separate, depend upon it, ’tis for no other cause but quietness sake.

... bence bu gezegen ötekilerin artık ve kırpıntılarından imal edilmiş olmalı...

For I can truly say, that from the first hour I drew my breath in it, to this, that i can now scarce draw it at all, for an asthma I got in scating against the wind in Flanders; I have been the continual sport of what the world calls Fortune; and though i will not wrong her by saying, She has ever made me feel the weight of any great or signal evil; yet with all the good temper in the world, I affirm it of her, That in every stage of my life, and at every turn and corner where she could get fairly at me, the ungracious Duchess has pelted me with a set of as pitiful misadventures and cross accidents as ever small Hero sustained.

Crack, crack — crack, crack — crack, crack — so this is Paris! quoth I (continuing in the same mood) — and this is Paris! — humph! — Paris! cried I, repeating the name the third time — The first, the finest, the most brilliant — — The streets however are nasty;
But it looks, I suppose, better than it smells — crack, crack — crack, crack —

I define a nose, as follows, — intreating only beforehand, and beseeching my readers, both male and female, of what age, complexion, and condition soever, for the love of God and their own souls, to guard against the temptations and suggestions of the devil, and suffer him by no art or wile to put any other ideas into their minds, than what I put into my definition. — For by the word Nose, throughout all this long chapter of noses, and in every other part of my work, where the word Nose occurs, — I declare, by that word I mean a Nose, and nothing more, or less.

I have undertaken, you see, to write not only my life, but my opinions also; hoping and expecting that your knowledge of my character, and of what kind of a mortal I am, by the one, would give you a better relish for the other: As you proceed further with me, the slight acquaintance which is now beginning betwixt us, will grow into familiarity; and that, unless one of us is in fault, will terminate in friendship.

Memiliki rasa hormat pada diri sendiri akan membimbing moral kita,
Memiliki rasa hormat terhadap orang lain akan menjaga sikap sopan santun kita.

"Pray, my dear," quoth my mother, "have you not forgot to wind up the clock?" — "Good G—!" cried my father, making an exclamation, but taking care to moderate his voice at the same time, — "Did ever woman, since the creation of the world, interrupt a man with such a silly question?"