Washington Irving Quotes

Most popular Washington Irving Quotes

A mother's love endures all.
— Washington Irving
Enthusiasts soon understand each other.
— Washington Irving
Great minds have purposes, others have wishes.
— Washington Irving
A barking dog is often more useful than a sleeping lion.
— Washington Irving
Good temper, like a sunny day, sheds a brightness over everything.
— Washington Irving
There is an eloquence in true enthusiasm that is not to be doubted.

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A sharp tongue is the only edge tool that grows keener with constant use.
— Washington Irving
Who ever hears of fat men heading a riot, or herding together in turbulent mobs?
— Washington Irving


The almighty dollar, that great object of universal devotion throughout our land.


Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
— Washington Irving
A kind heart is a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity freshen into smiles.
— Washington Irving


A kind heart is a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity to freshen into smiles.
— Washington Irving
A tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use.

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There is a healthful hardiness about real dignity that never dreads contact and communion with others, however humble.


Well-matured and well-disciplined talent is always sure of a market, provided it exerts itself; but it must not cower at home and expect to be sought for.


It is not poverty so much as pretense that harasses a ruined man—the struggle between a proud mind and an empty purse—the keeping up of a hollow show that must soon come to an end.


There is in every woman's heart a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity; but which kindles up, and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.


It is interesting to notice how some minds seem almost to create themselves, springing up under every disadvantage, and working their solitary but irresistible way through a thousand obstacles.


There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.
— Washington Irving


The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced.  Every other wound, we seek to heal—every other affliction to forget; but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open—this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.