The Works of Laurence Sterne: With a Life of the Author, 1. kötet

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Bickers & son, 1873

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lii. oldal - My father was a little smart man, active to the last degree in all exercises, most patient of fatigue and disappointments, of which it pleased God to give him full measure. He was, in his temper, somewhat rapid and hasty, but of a kindly sweet disposition, void of all design ; and so innocent in his own intentions, that he suspected no one ; so that you might have cheated him ten times in a day, if nine had not been sufficient for your purpose.
389. oldal - There is no terror, brother Toby, in its looks, but what it borrows from groans and convulsions — and the blowing of noses and the wiping away of tears with the bottoms of curtains, in a dying man's room.
115. oldal - WRITING, when properly managed (as you may be sure I think mine is) is but a different name for conversation. As no one, who knows what he is about in good company, would venture to talk all; so no author, who understands the just boundaries of decorum and good- breeding, would presume to think all : The truest respect which you can pay to the reader's understanding, is to halve this matter amicably, and leave him something to imagine, in his turn, as well as yourself.
lii. oldal - ... till about the latter end of that year, and cannot omit mentioning this anecdote of myself and schoolmaster : — He had the ceiling of the school-room new whitewashed; the ladder remained there. I, one unlucky day, mounted it, and wrote with a brush, in large capital letters, LAU. STERNE, for which the usher severely whipped me. My master was very much hurt at this, and said, before me, that never should that name be effaced, for I was a boy of genius, and he was sure I should come to preferment.
vi. oldal - There was a frankness in my uncle Toby, not the effect of familiarity, but the cause of it, — which let you at once into his soul and showed you the goodness of his nature ; to this, there was something in his looks, and voice, and manner, superadded, which eternally beckoned to the unfortunate to come and take shelter under him...
120. oldal - I'll not hurt thee, says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the room with the fly in his hand, I'll not hurt a hair of thy head ; — Go, — says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape; — go, poor devil, get thee gone ; why should I hurt thee ? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me...
312. oldal - Will this be good for your worships' eyes ? It will do well for mine; and, was it not that my Opinions will be the death of me, I perceive I shall lead a fine life of it out of this self-same Life of mine ; or, in other words, shall lead a couple of fine lives together.
vi. oldal - Toby, not the effect of familiarity, but the cause of it, — which let you at once into his soul and showed you the goodness of his nature ; to this, there was something in his looks, and voice, and manner, superadded, which eternally beckoned to the unfortunate to come and take shelter under him ; so that before...
396. oldal - The descent of the hat was as if a heavy lump of clay had been kneaded into the crown of it. — Nothing could have expressed the sentiment of mortality, of which it was the type and fore-runner, like it, — his hand seemed to vanish from under it, — it fell dead, — the corporal's eye fixed upon it, as upon a corpse, — and Susannah burst into a flood of tears.
2. oldal - I dare say, heard of the animal spirits, as how they are transfused from father to son, &c. &c. — and a great deal to that purpose: — Well, you may take my word, that nine parts in ten of a man's sense or his nonsense, his successes and miscarriages in this world depend upon their motions and activity, and the different tracks and trains you put them into ; so that when they are once set a-going, whether right or wrong, 'tis not a halfpenny matter, — away they go cluttering like hey-go-mad...

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