Gilbert Parker
Gilbert Parker
Sir Horatio Gilbert George Parker, 1st Baronet PC, known as Gilbert Parker, Canadian novelist and British politician, was born at Camden East, Addington, Ontario, the son of Captain J. Parker, R.A...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionPolitician
Date of Birth23 November 1862
bloom creation flower glow
He was of those who hypnotize themselves, who glow with self-creation, who flower and bloom without pollen.
evil knew
He knew the lie of silence to be as evil as the lie of speech.
born mother
For when a child is born the mother also is born again.
beginning evil good occasion understand
She was beginning to understand that evil is not absolute, and that good is often an occasion more than a condition.
fellows mob nice press wholesale
What a nice mob you press fellows are - wholesale scavengers!
death tragedy
There was no tragedy in his death -death is a magnificent ally; it untangles knots.
cherished few ideas man
Being a man of very few ideas, he cherished those he had with an exaggerated care.
song sweet pain
The music throbbed in a voice of singular and delicate power; the air was resonant with melody, love and pain. The meanest Italian in the gallery far up beneath the ceiling, the most exalted of the land in the boxes and the stalls, leaned indulgently forward, to be swept by this sweet storm of song.
fall want credit
There's no credit in not doing what you don't want to do. There's no virtue in not falling, when you're not tempted.
morning heart men
Man is born in a day, and he dies in a day, and the thing is easily over; but to have a sick heart for three-fourths of one's lifetime is simply to have death renewed every morning; and life at that price is not worth living.
friendship men years
It must be remembered that the sea is a great breeder of friendship. Two men who have known each other for twenty years find that twenty days at sea bring them nearer than ever they were before, or else estrange them.
broken-heart pride broken-love
It is not the broken heart that kills, but broken pride, monseigneur.
i-love-you heart thee
Ah, lady, when I gave my heart to thee, It passed into thy lifelong regency.
memories men worst-enemy
Memory is man's greatest friend and worst enemy.