Rackrent Quotes & Sayings

Vast accession of strength from their younger recruits, who having nothing in them of the feelings or principles of '76 now look to a single and splendid government of an Aristocracy, founded on banking institutions and monied in corporations under the guise and cloak of their favored branches of manufactures commerce and navigation, riding and ruling over the plundered ploughman and beggared yeomanry. — Thomas Jefferson

In the economy of Heaven, God does not send thunder if a still, small voice is enough, or a prophet if a priest can do the job. — Neal A. Maxwell

The best way to prevent this is to have a night-light where your cockatiel will be sleeping. This will ensure that your cockatiel feels safe and doesn't become injured when he becomes frightened in the middle of the night. If you do find your cockatiel having night freight simply turn the nearest light on and allow them to see that everything is ok. — Juan Alvarez

Thady begins his memoirs of the Rackrent Family by dating MONDAY MORNING, because no great undertaking can be auspiciously commenced in Ireland on any morning but MONDAY MORNING. 'Oh, please God we live till Monday morning, we'll set the slater to mend the roof of the house. On Monday morning we'll fall to, and cut the turf. On Monday morning we'll see and begin mowing. On Monday morning, please your honour, we'll begin and dig the potatoes,' etc.
All the intermediate days, between the making of such speeches and the ensuing Monday, are wasted: and when Monday morning comes, it is ten to one that the business is deferred to THE NEXT Monday morning. The Editor knew a gentleman, who, to counteract this prejudice, made his workmen and labourers begin all new pieces of work upon a Saturday. — Maria Edgeworth

Sir Patrick Rackrent lived and died a monument of old Irish hospitality. — Maria Edgeworth

Even now - in the final hour of my life - I'm falling in love again. — Steven Morrissey

When I look at nature I feel as if I'll be able to paint it all, note it all down, and then you might as well forget it once you're working ... — Claude Monet

The measure of a country's greatness is its ability to retain compassion in times of crisis. — Thurgood Marshall

When the person you love has cancer, they are, in a sense, living on Planet Cancer. They are in a place where you are not. And you can't follow them. — Michel Faber

Here's a new 'Blessing' for our time
'May Anderson Cooper never be sent to report on your town! — Vera Nazarian

In general, there are patients with insomnia who - many patients with insomnia will actually over report the lack of sleep that they are getting. — Shelby Harris

In one of his most beautiful poems, Richard Wilbur writes, "Odd that a thing is most itself when likened." And this is true no matter the thing: a book becomes more fully itself when we see both how it resembles and how is differs from other books; one discipline of study takes on its proper hues only when we see its relations to other disciplines that stand close to it or very far away. My repertoire of analogies is my toolbox, or my console of instruments, by which I comprehend and navigate the world. It can't be too large; every addition helps, at least a bit. — Alan Jacobs

Mankind, why do ye set your hearts on things That, of necessity, may not be shared? — Dante Alighieri

First and foremost, they had the curses of the country: and Sir Murtagh Rackrent, the new heir, in the next place, on account of this affront to the body, refused to pay a shilling of the debts, in which he was countenanced by all the best gentlemen of property, and others of his acquaintance; Sir Murtagh alleging in all companies that he all along meant to pay his father's debts of honour, but the moment the law was taken of him, there was an end of honour to be sure. It was whispered (but none but the enemies of the family believe it) that this was all a sham seizure to get quit of the debts which he had bound himself to pay in honour. — Maria Edgeworth

Fate has a twisted sense of humor. — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes

Writers are asked, 'How could you know so much about [fill in the profession]?' The answer, if the writing satisfies, is that one makes it up. And the job, my job, as a dramatist, was not to write accurately, but to write persuasively. If and when I do my job well, subsequent cowboys, as it were, will talk like me. — David Mamet