Famous quotes containing the words bret harte, bret, harte and/or road:
“And he smiled a kind of sickly smile, and curled up on the floor,
And the subsequent proceedings interested him no more.”
—Francis Bret Harte (1836–1902)
“Drop down, O fleecy Fog and hide
Her skeptic sneer, and all her pride!”
—Francis Bret Harte (1836–1902)
“In his sleeves, which were long,
He had twenty-four packs,—
Which was coming it strong,
Yet I state but the facts;
And we found on his nails, which were taper,
What is frequent in tapers,—that’s wax.”
—Bret Harte (1836–1902)
“A novel is a mirror carried along a high road. At one moment it reflects to your vision the azure skies at another the mire of the puddles at your feet. And the man who carries this mirror in his pack will be accused by you of being immoral! His mirror shews [sic] the mire, and you blame the mirror! Rather blame that high road upon which the puddle lies, still more the inspector of roads who allows the water to gather and the puddle to form.”
—Stendhal [Marie Henri Beyle] (1783–1842)