Top 49 Meynell Quotes
#1. Books, to the reading child, are so much more than books-they are dreams and knowledge, they are a future, and a past.
Esther Meynell
#2. But, visiting Sea, your love doth press / And reach in further than you know, / And fills all these; and, when you go, / There's loneliness in loneliness.
Alice Meynell
#3. Youthful days are longer than those of later years, as we all learn as we grow older ...
Esther Meynell
#4. It is easy to replace man, and it will take no great time, when Nature has lapsed, to replace Nature.
Alice Meynell
#5. Terrestrial scenery is much, but it is not all. Men go in search of it; but the celestial scenery journeys to them; it goes its way round the world. It has no nation, it costs no wearinesss, it knows no bonds.
Alice Meynell
#6. Children have a fastidiousness that time is slow to cure. It is to be wondered, for example, whether if the elderly were half as hungry as children are they would yet find so many things at table to be detestable.
Alice Meynell
#7. Country things are the necessary root of our life - and that remains true even of a rootless and tragically urban civilization. To live permanently away from the country is a form of slow death.
Esther Meynell
#9. There is no innocent sleep so innocent as sleep shared between a woman and a child, the little breath hurrying beside the longer, as a child's foot runs.
Alice Meynell
#10. Tender, too, is the silence of human feet. You have but to pass a season amongst the barefooted to find that man, who, shod, makes so much ado, is naturally as silent as snow.
Alice Meynell
#11. O spring, I know thee! Seek for sweet surprise / In the young children's eyes. / But I have learnt the years, and know the yet / Leaf-folded violet.
Alice Meynell
#12. I come from nothing: but from where come the undying thoughts I bear?
Alice Meynell
#13. There is something very cheerful and courageous in the setting-out of a child on a journey of speech with so small baggage and with so much confidence ...
Alice Meynell
#14. It is so often the odd, the unexpected, the apparently trifling, that stamps itself upon the memory for ever, while much more memorable things pass away like a breath of wind.
Esther Meynell
#15. The true colour of life is the colour of the body, the colour of the covered red, the implicit and not explicit red of the living heart and the pulses. It is the modest colour of the unpublished blood.
Alice Meynell
#16. We talk of sunshine and moonshine, but not of cloud-shine, which is yet one of the illuminations of our skies. A shining cloud is one of the most majestic of all secondary lights.
Alice Meynell
#17. Childhood is but change made gay and visible ...
Alice Meynell
#18. She walks
the lady of my delight
A sheperdess of sheep. Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white; She guards them from the steep. She feeds them on the fragrant height, And folds them in for sleep.
Alice Meynell
#19. Always, our eyes look backwards with the conviction that then, and not now, was the golden age.
Esther Meynell
#20. There is nothing in the world more peaceful than apple - leaves with an early moon.
Alice Meynell
#21. There is nothing in nature quite so joyful as the very young and silly lamb - odd that it should develop into that dull and sober animal the sheep.
Esther Meynell
#22. Let a man turn to his own childhood - no further - if he will renew his sense of remoteness, and of the mystery of change.
Alice Meynell
#23. Spring and autumn are inconsiderable events in a landscape compared with the shadows of a cloud.
Alice Meynell
#24. Play is not for every hour of the day, or for any hour taken at random. There is a tide in the affairs of children. Civilization is cruel in sending them to bed at the most stimulating time of dusk.
Alice Meynell
#25. The cloud controls the light ... It is the cloud that, holding the sun's rays in a sheaf as a giant holds a handful of spears, strikes the horizon, touches the extreme edge with a delicate revelation of light, or suddenly puts it out and makes the foreground shine.
Alice Meynell
#26. Our fathers valued change for the sake of its results; we value it in the act.
Alice Meynell
#27. Rome in the ages, dimmed with all her towers, / Floats in the mist, a little cloud at tether.
Alice Meynell
#29. Now, in our opinion no author should be blamed for obscurity, nor should any pains be grudged in the effort to understand him, provided that he has done his best to be intelligible. Difficult thoughts are quite distinct from difficult words. Difficulty of thought is the very heart of poetry.
Alice Meynell
#30. It is only after a fair portion of one's life that one really knows what are the things that matter, the things that will remain until the end.
Esther Meynell
#31. A garden has a curious innocent way of consuming cash while all the time you are under the illusion that you are spending nothing.
Esther Meynell
#32. The true color of life is the color of the body, the color of the covered red, the implicit and not explicit red of the living heart and the pulses. It is the modest color of the unpublished blood.
Alice Meynell
#33. If there is a look of human eyes that tells of perpetual loneliness, so there is also the familiar look that is the sign of perpetual crowds.
Alice Meynell
#34. I have known some grim bells, with not a single joyous note in the whole peal, so forced to hurry for a human festival, with their harshness made light of, as though the Bishop of Hereford had again been forced to dance in his boots by a merry highwayman.
Alice Meynell
#35. The dust comes secretly day after day, Lies on my ledge and dulls my shining things. But O this dust I shall drive away Is flowers and kings, Is Solomon's temple, poets, Nineveh.
Viola Meynell
#36. From the shaken tower
A flock of bells take flight,
And go with the hour.
Alice Meynell
#37. My day-mind can endure / Upright, in hope, all it must undergo. / But O, afraid, unsure, / My night-mind waking lies too low, too low.
Alice Meynell
#38. The traveling heart went free / With endless streams; that strife was stopped; / And down a thousand vales I dropped, / I flowed to Italy.
Alice Meynell
#39. A horse, if he happens to have a contemptuous disposition, can sneer very effectively.
Esther Meynell
#41. A child is beset with long traditions. And his infancy is so old, so old, that the mere adding of years in the life to follow will not seem to throw it further back - it is already so far.
Alice Meynell
#42. The feet should have more of the acquaintance of earth, and know more of flowers, freshness, cool brooks, wild thyme, and salt sand than does anything else about us ... It is only the entirely unshod that have lively feet.
Alice Meynell
#43. Spirit of place! It is for this we travel, to surprise its subtlety; and where it is a strong and dominant angel, that place, seen once, abides entire in the memory with all its own accidents, its habits, its breath, its name.
Alice Meynell
#44. In childhood we all have ... a far higher sensibility for April and April evenings - a heartache for them, which in riper years is gradually and irretrievably consoled.
Alice Meynell
#45. O daisy mine, what will it be to look / From God's side even of such a simple thing?
Alice Meynell
#46. Assuredly it would be a pity if laughter should ever become, like rhetoric and the arts, a habit.
Alice Meynell
#47. The sense of humor has other things to do than to make itself conspicuous in the act of laughter.
Alice Meynell
#49. Happiness is not a matter of events; it depends upon the tides of the mind.
Alice Meynell
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