Quotes by William Makepeace Thackeray

True love is better than glory.

If a man's character is to be abused, say what you will, there's nobody like a relation to do the business.

A snob is that man or woman who is always pretending to be something better especially richer or more fashionable than he is.

You must not judge hastily or vulgarly of snobs: to do so shows that you are yourself a snob.

Life is the soul's nursery -- Its training place for the destinies of eternity.

It is the ordinary lot of people to have no friends if they themselves care for nobody.

Kind voices bade him turn and rest and gentle faces welcomed him.

Here is a minute. It may be my love is dead, but here is a minute to kneel over the grave and pray by it.

A cheerful look brings joy to the heart.

Oh, those women! They nurse and cuddle their presentiments, and make darlings of their ugliest thoughts.

What, indeed, does not that word cheerfulness imply? It means a contented spirit, it means a pure heart, it means a kind and loving disposition; it means humility and charity; it means a generous appreciation of others, and a modest opinion of self.

It's a great comfort to some people to groan over their imaginary ills.

He that has ears to hear, let him stuff them with cotton.

Tis misfortune that awakens ingenuity, or fortitude, or endurance, in hearts where these qualities had never come to life but for the circumstance which gave them a being.

Novelty has charms that our minds can hardly withstand.

What stories are new? All types of all characters march through all fables.

Mark to yourself the gradual way in which you have been prepared for, and are now led by an irresistible necessity to enter upon your great labour.

But think how mysterious and often unaccountable it is -- that lottery of life which gives to this man the purple and fine linen, and sends to the other rags for garments and dogs for comforters.

To be thought rich is as good as to be rich.

I believe that remorse is the least active of all a man's moral senses.

He who meanly admires a mean thing is a snob -- perhaps that is a safe definition of the character.

An immense percentage of snobs, I believe, is to be found in every rank of this mortal life.

Taste is something quite different from fashion, superior to fashion.

I wonder is it because men are cowards in heart that they admire bravery so much, and place military valor so far beyond every other quality for reward and worship.

I hope the artist who illustrates this work will take care to do justice to his portrait. Mr. Clive himself, let that painter be assured, will not be too well pleased if his countenance and figure do not receive proper attention.

Vanity is often the unseen spur.

You can't order remembrance out of the mind; and a wrong that was a wrong yesterday must be a wrong to-morrow.

To our betters eve can reconcile ourselves, if you please -- respecting them sincerely, laughing at their jokes, making allowance for their stupidities, meekly suffering their insolence; but we can't pardon our equals going beyond us.

It is all very well for you, who have probably never seen any spiritual manifestations, to talk as you do; but if you had seen what I have witnessed you would hold a different opinion.

When one fib becomes due as it were, you must forge another to take up the old acceptance; and so the stock of your lies in circulation inevitably multiplies, and the danger of detection increases every day.

If there is no love more in yonder heart, it is but a corpse unburied.

No particular motive for living, except the custom and habit of it.

Diffidence is a sort of false modesty.

The world is good natured to people who are good natured.

The great quality of Dulness is to be unalterably contented with itself.

Love seems to survive life, and to reach beyond it. I think we take it with us past the grave. Do we not still give it to those who have left us? May we not hope that they feel it for us, and that we shall leave it here in one or two fond bosoms, when we also are gone?

The ladies -- Heaven bless them! -- are, as a general rule, coquettes from babyhood upwards.

Ah! gracious Heaven gives us eyes to see our own wrong, however dim age may make them; and knees not too stiff to kneel, in spite of years, cramp, and rheumatism.

Ah me! we wound where we never intended to strike; we create anger where we never meant harm; and these thoughts are the thorns in our cushion.

The thorn in the cushion of the editorial chair.

It is from the level of calamities, not that of every-day life, that we learn impressive and useful lessons.

Money has only a different value in the eyes of each.

Next to eating good dinners, a healthy man with a benevolent turn of mind, must like, I think, to read about them.

Nature has written a letter of credit upon some men's faces that is honored wherever presented. You cannot help trusting such men. Their very presence gives confidence. There is promise to pay in their faces which gives confidence and you prefer it to another man's endorsement. Character is credit.

Good humor may be said to be one of the very best articles of dress one can wear in society.

A good woman is the loveliest flower that blooms under heaven; and we look with love and wonder upon its silent grace, its pure fragrance, its delicate bloom of beauty.

If you will fling yourself under the wheels, Juggernaut will go over you; depend upon it.

The great moments of life are but moments like the others. Your doom is spoken in a word or two. A single look from the eyes; a mere pressure of the hand, may decide it; or of the lip,s though they cannot speak.

Who has not remarked the readiness with which the closest of friends and honestest of men suspect and accuse each other of cheating when they fall out on money matters? Everybody does it. Everybody is right, I suppose, and the world is a rogue.

At certain periods of life, we live years of emotion in a few weeks, and look back on those times as on great gaps between the old life and the new.

When a man is in love with one woman in a family, it is astonishing how fond he becomes of every person connected with it.

Learn to admire rightly; the great pleasure of life is that. Note what the great men admired; they admired great things; narrow spirits admire basely, and worship meanly.

Might I give counsel to any man, I would say to him, try to frequent the company of your betters. In books and in life, that is the most wholesome society; learn to admire rightly; the great pleasure of life is that. Note what great men admire.

Let us people who are so uncommonly clever and learned have a great tenderness and pity for the poor folks who are not endowed with the prodigious talents which we have.

There are other books in a man's library besides Ovid, and after dawdling ever so long at a woman's knee, one day he gets up and is free. We have all been there; we have all had the fever -- the strongest and the smallest, from Samson, Hercules, Rinaldo, downward: but it burns out, and you get well.

When I say that I know women, I mean I know that I don't know them. Every single woman I ever knew is a puzzle to me, as, I have no doubt, she is to herself.

That which we call a snob by any other name would still be snobbish.

Sure, love vincit omnia; is immeasurably above all ambition, more precious than wealth, more noble than name. He knows not life who knows not that: he hath not felt the highest faculty of the soul who hath not enjoyed it.

Dare and the world always yields; or if it beats you sometimes, dare it again and it will succumb.

Titles are abolished; and the American Republic swarms with men claiming and bearing them.

At that comfortable tavern on Pontchartrain we had a bouillabaisse than which a better was never eaten at Marseilles; and not the least headache in the morning, I give you my word; on the contrary, you only wake with a sweet refreshing thirst for claret and water.

Why do they always put mud into coffee on board steamers? Why does the tea generally taste of boiled boots?

Since the days of Adam, there has been hardly a mischief done in this world but a woman has been at the bottom of it.

What man's life is not overtaken by one or more of those tornadoes that send us out of the course, and fling us on rocks to shelter as best we may?

Presently, we were aware of an odour gradually coming towards us, something musky, fiery, savoury, mysterious, -- a hot drowsy smell, that lulls the senses, and yet enflames them, -- the truffles were coming.

Lucky he who has been educated to bear his fate, whatsoever it may be, by an early example of uprightness, and a childish training in honor.

Those we love can but walk down to the pier with us -- the voyage we must make alone.

All amusements to which virtuous women are not admitted, are, rely upon it, deleterious in their nature.

Oh, Vanity of vanities! How wayward the decrees of Fate are; How very weak the very wise, How very small the very great are!

There is no good in living in a society where you are merely the equal of everybody else. The true pleasure of life is to live with your inferiors.

Oh, my young friends, how delightful is the beginning of a love-business, and how undignified, sometimes, the end!

We can't all be lions in this world. There must be some lambs, harmless, kindly, gregarious creatures for eating and shearing.

Tis hard with respect to Beauty, that its possessor should not have a life enjoyment of it, but be compelled to resign it after, at the most, some forty years lease.

How grateful are we -- how touched a frank and generous heart is for a kind word extended to us in our pain! The pressure of a tender hand nerves a man for an operation, and cheers him for the dreadful interview with the surgeon.

Every man ought to be in love a few times in his life, and to have a smart attack of the fever. You are better for it when it is over: the better for your misfortune, if you endure it with a manly heart; how much the better for success, if you win it and a good wife into the bargain!

To endure is greater than to dare; to tire out hostile fortune; to be daunted my no difficulty; to keep heart when all have lost it; to go through intrigue spotless; to forgo even ambition when the end is gained -- who can say this is not greatness?

One of the greatest of a great man's qualities is success; 't is the result of all the others; 't is a latent power in him which compels the favor of the gods, and subjugates fortune.

Under the magnetism of friendship the modest man becomes bold; the shy, confident; the lazy, active; and the impetuous, prudent and peaceful.

This Bouillabaisse a noble dish is -- A sort of soup or broth, or brew, Or hotchpotch of all sorts of fishes, That Greenwich never could outdo; Green herbs, red peppers, mussels, saffron, Soles, onions, garlic, roach, and dace; All these you eat at Terre's tavern, In that one dish of Bouillabaisse.

She lived in her past life -- every letter seemed to recall some circumstance of it. How well she remembered them all! His looks and tones, his dress, what he said and how -- these relics and remembrances of dead affection were all that were left her in the world.

Cheerfulness means a contented spirit, a pure heart, a kind and loving disposition; it means humility and ~ charity, a generous appreciation of others, and a modest opinion of self.

The affection of young ladies is of as rapid growth as Jack's beanstalk, and reaches up to the sky in a night.

If fathers are sometimes sulky at the appearance of the destined son-in-law, is it not a fact that mothers become sentimental and, as it were, love their own loves over again.

Mr Moss's courtyard is railed in like a cage, lest the gentlemen who are boarding with him should take a fancy to escape from his hospitality.

They talked about each others' houses, and characters, and families -- just as the Joneses do about the Smiths.

Everybody in Vanity Fair must have remarked how well those live who are comfortably and thoroughly in debt; how they deny themselves nothing; how jolly and easy they are in their minds.

Vanity Fair is a very vain, wicked, foolish place, full of all sorts of humbugs and falsenesses and pretensions.

A woman with fair opportunities, and without an absolute hump, may marry whom she likes.

The wicked are wicked, no doubt, and they go astray and they fall, and they come by their deserts; but who can tell the mischief which the very virtuous do?

Ah! Vanitas Vanitatum! Which of us is happy in this world? Which of us has his desire? or, having it, is satisfied?-Come, children, let us shut up the box and the puppets, for our play is played out.

The moral world has no particular objection to vice, but an insuperable repugnance to hearing vice called by its proper name.

If you are not allowed to touch the heart sometimes in spite of syntax, and are not to be loved until you all know the difference between trimeter and trameter, may all Poetry go to the deuce, and every schoolmaster perish miserably!

Some cynical Frenchman has said that there are two parties to a love-transaction: the one who loves and the other who condescends to be so treated.

In effective womanly beauty form is more than face, and manner more than either.

Life without laughing is a dreary blank.

So, with their usual sense of justice, ladies argue that because a woman is handsome, therefore she is a fool. O ladies, ladies! there are some of you who are neither handsome nor wise.