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OuidaHer life had been altogether artificial; she had always been a great garden lily in a hot-house, she had never known what it was to be blown by a fresh breeze on a sun-swept moorland like a heather flower. The hot-house shelters from all chills and is full of perfume, but you can see no horizon from it; that alone is the joy of the moorland.
OuidaStichwörter: in-a-winter-city p-102
To vice, innocence must always seem only a superior kind of chicanery.
OuidaStichwörter: innocence vice chicanery
Familiarity is a magician that is cruel to beauty but kind to ugliness.
OuidaI only care for the subjective life; I am very German, you see: The woods interest me, and the world does not.
OuidaStichwörter: nature subjectivity germans
She was like a queen who beholds the virgin soil of her kingdom invaded and wasted by a traitor.
Any other thing she would have pardoned: infidelity, indifference, cruelty, any sins of manhood's caprice or passion, but who should pardon this?
The sin was not alone against herself; it was against every law of decency and truth that ever she had been taught to hold sacred; it was against all those great dead, who lay with the cross on their breasts and their swords by their side, from whom she had received and treasured the traditions of honor and purity of race.
It was those dead knights whom he had smote upon the mouth and mocked, crying to them: 'Lo! your place is mine; my sons will reign in your stead. I have tainted your race forever; for every my blood flows with yours!'
The greatness of a race is a thing far higher than mere pride. Its instincts are noble and supreme. Its obligations are no less than its privileges; it is a great light which streams backward through the darkness of the ages, and if by that light you guide not your footsteps, then are you thrice accursed, holding as you do that lamp of honor in your hands.
So she had always thought, and now he had dashed the lamp in the dust.
--"Wanda
Stichwörter: duty pride honor betrayal race obligation
What we love once, we love forever. Shall there be joy in heaven over those who repent, yet no forgiveness for them upon earth?
--"Wanda
Stichwörter: love forgiveness repentance
Woman's fatal weakness is to desire sympathy and comprehension.
--"Wanda
Stichwörter: women weakness sympathy comprehension
In the violent scorn of her revolted pride, of her indignant honor, had she forgotten a lowlier yet harder duty left undone?
In her contempt and dread of yielding to mere amorous weakness had she stifled and denied the cry of pity, the cry of conscience?
To suffer woes which hope thinks infinite. To forgive wrongs darker than death or night. To defy power which seems omnipotent. To love and live to hope till hope creates from it's own wreck the thing it contemplates. Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent.
This had been the higher, diviner way which she had missed, this obligation from the passion of the past which she had left unfulfilled, unaccepted.
Now the misgiving arose in her whether she had mistaken arrogance for duty; whether, cleaving so closely to honor she had forgotten the obligation of mercy.
Stichwörter: love mercy duty honor obligation
One must pray first, but afterwards one must help oneself. God does not care for cowards.
--"Wanda
Stichwörter: god self-help prayer cowardice
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