Ancient custom, to have her ears cut off
Caught the infection and had to laugh whether she would or no
Gave them a claim on your person and also on your sorrows
How could they find so much pleasure in such folly
Of two evils it is wise to choose the lesser
Prepared for the worst; then you are armed against failure
Who can hope to win love that gives none
Who can take pleasure in always seeing a gloomy face?
THE BRIDE OF THE NILE, by Georg Ebers, v3 [GE#80][ge80v10.txt]5519
Love has two faces: tender devotion and bitter aversion
Self-interest and egoism which drive him into the cave
The man who avoids his kind and lives in solitude
You have a habit of only looking backwards
THE BRIDE OF THE NILE, by Georg Ebers, v4 [GE#81][ge81v10.txt]5520
In whom some good quality or other may not be discovered
Life is not a banquet
THE BRIDE OF THE NILE, by Georg Ebers, v5 [GE#82][ge82v10.txt]5521
Gratitude is a tribute on which no wise man ever reckons
Healthy soul is only to be found in a healthy body
Man is the standard of all things
Persians never prayed for any particular blessing
The immortal gods have set sweat before virtue
Things you mean are only what they seem to us
Would want some one else to wear herself out for
Any woman can forgive any man for his audacity in loving her
THE BRIDE OF THE NILE, by Georg Ebers, v6 [GE#83][ge83v10.txt]5522
A knot can often be untied by daylight
Hatred and love are the opposite ends of the same rod
Life is a function, a ministry, a duty
So hard is it to forego the right of hating
Those who will not listen must feel
Use their physical helplessness as a defence
THE BRIDE OF THE NILE, by Georg Ebers, v7 [GE#84][ge84v10.txt]5523
An old war horse, though harnessed to the plough
As soon as a white thread could be distinguished from a black one
THE BRIDE OF THE NILE, by Georg Ebers, v8 [GE#85][ge85v10.txt]5524
He was made to be plundered
Old age no longer forgets; it is youth that has a short memory
THE BRIDE OF THE NILE, by Georg Ebers, v9 [GE#86][ge86v10.txt]5525
Better place if there were neither masters nor servants
See with agonizing clearness what he had lost in her
THE BRIDE OF THE NILE, by Georg Ebers, v10 [GE#87][ge87v10.txt]5526
Thin-skinned, like all up-starts in authority
THE BRIDE OF THE NILE, by Georg Ebers, v12 [GE#89][ge89v10.txt]5528
Sea-port was connected with Medina by a pigeon-post
THE BRIDE OF THE NILE, by Ebers, Complete [GE#90][ge90v10.txt]5529
A knot can often be untied by daylight
Abandon to the young the things we ourselves used most to enjoy
An old war horse, though harnessed to the plough
Ancient custom, to have her ears cut off
As soon as a white thread could be distinguished from a black one
Better place if there were neither masters nor servants
Caught the infection and had to laugh whether she would or no
Gave them a claim on your person and also on your sorrows
Hatred and love are the opposite ends of the same rod
He was made to be plundered
How could they find so much pleasure in such folly
In whom some good quality or other may not be discovered
Life is not a banquet
Life is a function, a ministry, a duty
Love has two faces: tender devotion and bitter aversion
Of two evils it is wise to choose the lesser
Old age no longer forgets; it is youth that has a short memory
Prepared for the worst; then you are armed against failure
Sea-port was connected with Medina by a pigeon-post
See with agonizing clearness what he had lost in her
Self-interest and egoism which drive him into the cave
So hard is it to forego the right of hating
Spoilt to begin with by their mothers, and then all the women
Talk of the wolf and you see his tail
Temples of the old gods were used as quarries
The man who avoids his kind and lives in solitude
Thin-skinned, like all up-starts in authority
Those who will not listen must feel
Use their physical helplessness as a defence
Who can hope to win love that gives none
Who can take pleasure in always seeing a gloomy face?
Women are indeed the rock ahead in this young fellow's life
You have a habit of only looking backwards
A THORNY PATH, by Georg Ebers, v1 [GE#91][ge91v10.txt]5530
Man, in short, could be sure of nothing
Misfortunes commonly come in couples yoked like oxen
A THORNY PATH, by Georg Ebers, v2 [GE#92][ge92v10.txt]5531
For what will not custom excuse and sanctify?
A THORNY PATH, by Georg Ebers, v3 [GE#93][ge93v10.txt]5532
Force which had compelled every one to do as his neighbors
It is the passionate wish that gives rise to the belief
A THORNY PATH, by Georg Ebers, v4 [GE#94][ge94v10.txt]5533
Begun to enjoy the sound of his own voice
Cast off their disease as a serpent casts its skin
A THORNY PATH, by Georg Ebers, v5 [GE#95][ge95v10.txt]5534
Galenus--What I like is bad for me, what I loathe is wholesome
A THORNY PATH, by Georg Ebers, v7 [GE#97][ge97v10.txt]5536
Obstacles existed only to be removed
Speaking ill of others is their greatest delight
The past must stand; it is like a scar
A THORNY PATH, by Georg Ebers, v9 [GE#99][ge99v10.txt]5538
He only longed to be hopeful once more, to enjoy the present
Never to be astonished at anything
A THORNY PATH, by Georg Ebers, v10[GE#100][g100v10.txt]5539
Possess little and require nothing
A THORNY PATH, by Georg Ebers, v11[GE#101][g101v10.txt]5540
He has the gift of being easily consoled
A THORNY PATH, by Ebers, Complete [GE#103][g103v10.txt]5542
Begun to enjoy the sound of his own voice
Cast off their disease as a serpent casts its skin
For what will not custom excuse and sanctify?
Force which had compelled every one to do as his neighbors
Galenus--What I like is bad for me, what I loathe is wholesome
He has the gift of being easily consoled
He only longed to be hopeful once more, to enjoy the present
It is the passionate wish that gives rise to the belief
Man, in short, could be sure of nothing
Misfortunes commonly come in couples yoked like oxen
Never to be astonished at anything
Obstacles existed only to be removed
Possess little and require nothing
Speaking ill of others is their greatest delight
The past must stand; it is like a scar
IN FIRE OF THE FORGE, by Georg Ebers, v1 [GE#104][g104v10.txt]5543
Shipwrecked on the cliffs of 'better' and 'best'
IN FIRE OF THE FORGE, by Georg Ebers, v3 [GE#106][g106v10.txt]5545
Abandoned women (required by law to help put out the fires)
The heart must not be filled by another's image
IN FIRE OF THE FORGE, by Georg Ebers, v4 [GE#107][g107v10.txt]5546
Deem every hour that he was permitted to breathe as a gift
IN FIRE OF THE FORGE, by Georg Ebers, v6 [GE#109][g109v10.txt]5548
Welcome a small evil when it barred the way to a greater one
IN FIRE OF THE FORGE, by Georg Ebers, v7 [GE#110][g110v10.txt]5549
False praise, he says, weighs more heavily than disgrace
IN FIRE OF THE FORGE, by Georg Ebers, v8 [GE#111][g111v10.txt]5550
His sole effort had seemed to be to interfere with no one
No virtue which can be owned like a house or a steed
Retreat behind the high-sounding words "justice and law"
Strongest of all educational powers--sorrow and love
Usually found the worst wine in the taverns with showy signs
IN FIRE OF THE FORGE, by Ebers, Complete [GE#112][g112v10.txt]5551
Abandoned women (required by law to help put out the fires)
Deem every hour that he was permitted to breathe as a gift
False praise, he says, weighs more heavily than disgrace
His sole effort had seemed to be to interfere with no one
No virtue which can be owned like a house or a steed
Retreat behind the high-sounding words "justice and law"
Shipwrecked on the cliffs of 'better' and 'best'
Strongest of all educational powers--sorrow and love
The heart must not be filled by another's image
Usually found the worst wine in the taverns with showy signs
Welcome a small evil when it barred the way to a greater one
MARGERY, by Georg Ebers, v1 [GE#113][g113v10.txt]5552
As every word came straight from her heart
Be cautious how they are compassionate
Beware lest Satan find thee idle!
Brought imagination to bear on my pastimes
Comparing their own fair lot with the evil lot of others
Faith and knowledge are things apart
Flee from hate as the soul's worst foe
For the sake of those eyes you forgot all else
Her eyes were like open windows
Last Day we shall be called to account for every word we utter
Laugh at him with friendly mockery, such as hurts no man
Maid who gives hope to a suitor though she has no mind to hear
May they avoid the rocks on which I have bruised my feet
Men folks thought more about me than I deemed convenient
No man gains profit by any experience other than his own
One of those women who will not bear to be withstood
The god Amor is the best schoolmaster
They who will, can
When men-children deem maids to be weak and unfit for true sport
MARGERY, by Georg Ebers, v2 [GE#114][g114v10.txt]5553
Be happy while it is yet time
Germans are ever proud of a man who is able to drink deep
On with a new love when he had left the third bridge behind him
The not over-strong thread of my good patience
Vagabond knaves had already been put to the torture
MARGERY, by Georg Ebers, v3 [GE#115][g115v10.txt]5554
A small joy makes us to forget our heavy griefs
All I did was right in her eyes
Especial gift to listen keenly and question discreetly
Happiness should be found in making others happy
Have never been fain to set my heart on one only maid
Hopeful soul clings to delay as the harbinger of deliverance
No false comfort, no cloaking of the truth
One Head, instead of three, ruled the Church
Though thou lose all thou deemest thy happiness
MARGERY, by Georg Ebers, v4 [GE#116][g116v10.txt]5555
Love which is able and ready to endure all things
Wonder we leave for the most part to children and fools
MARGERY, by Georg Ebers, v5 [GE#117][g117v10.txt]5556
All things were alike to me
Fruits and pies and sweetmeats for the little ones at home
Were we not one and all born fools
MARGERY, by Georg Ebers, v6 [GE#118][g118v10.txt]5557
Forty or fifty, when most women only begin to be wicked
Shadow which must ever fall where there is light
Woman who might win the love of a highly-gifted soul (Pays for it)
MARGERY, by Georg Ebers, v7 [GE#119][g119v10.txt]5558
Marred their best joy in life by over-hasty ire
Misfortunes never come singly
MARGERY, by Georg Ebers, v8 [GE#120][g120v10.txt]5559
Ever creep in where true love hath found a nest--(jealousy)
One who stood in the sun must need cast a shadow on other folks
We each and all are waiting
MARGERY, by Ebers, Complete [GE#121][g121v10.txt]5560
A small joy makes us to forget our heavy griefs
All I did was right in her eyes
All things were alike to me
As every word came straight from her heart
Be cautious how they are compassionate
Be happy while it is yet time
Beware lest Satan find thee idle!
Brought imagination to bear on my pastimes
Comparing their own fair lot with the evil lot of others
Especial gift to listen keenly and question discreetly
Ever creep in where true love hath found a nest--(jealousy)
Faith and knowledge are things apart
Flee from hate as the soul's worst foe
For the sake of those eyes you forgot all else
Forty or fifty, when most women only begin to be wicked
Fruits and pies and sweetmeats for the little ones at home
Germans are ever proud of a man who is able to drink deep
Happiness should be found in making others happy
Have never been fain to set my heart on one only maid
Her eyes were like open windows
Hopeful soul clings to delay as the harbinger of deliverance
Last Day we shall be called to account for every word we utter
Laugh at him with friendly mockery, such as hurts no man
Love which is able and ready to endure all things
Maid who gives hope to a suitor though she has no mind to hear
Marred their best joy in life by over-hasty ire
May they avoid the rocks on which I have bruised my feet
Men folks thought more about me than I deemed convenient
Misfortunes never come singly
No man gains profit by any experience other than his own
No false comfort, no cloaking of the truth
On with a new love when he had left the third bridge behind him
One Head, instead of three, ruled the Church
One who stood in the sun must need cast a shadow on other folks
One of those women who will not bear to be withstood
Shadow which must ever fall where there is light
The god Amor is the best schoolmaster
The not over-strong thread of my good patience
They who will, can
Though thou lose all thou deemest thy happiness
Vagabond knaves had already been put to the torture
We each and all are waiting
Were we not one and all born fools
When men-children deem maids to be weak and unfit for true sport
Woman who might win the love of a highly-gifted soul (Pays for it)
Wonder we leave for the most part to children and fools
BARBARA BLOMBERG, by Georg Ebers, v1 [GE#122][g122v10.txt]5561
A live dog is better than a dead king
Always more good things in a poor family which was once rich
Harder it is to win a thing the higher its value becomes
No happiness will thrive on bread and water
BARBARA BLOMBERG, by Georg Ebers, v2 [GE#123][g123v10.txt]5562
Dread which the ancients had of the envy of the gods
Shuns the downward glance of compassion
That tears were the best portion of all human life
BARBARA BLOMBERG, by Georg Ebers, v3 [GE#124][g124v10.txt]5563
The blessing of those who are more than they seem
BARBARA BLOMBERG, by Georg Ebers, v4 [GE#125][g125v10.txt]5564
Cunning which is often a characteristic of narrow minds
Pride in charms which we do not possess (vanity)
BARBARA BLOMBERG, by Georg Ebers, v5 [GE#126][g126v10.txt]5565
Catholic, but his stomach desired to be Protestant (Erasmus)
BARBARA BLOMBERG, by Georg Ebers, v6 [GE#127][g127v10.txt]5566
Attain a lofty height from which to look down upon others
BARBARA BLOMBERG, by Georg Ebers, v7 [GE#128][g128v10.txt]5567
Whoever will not hear, must feel
BARBARA BLOMBERG, by Georg Ebers, v9 [GE#130][g130v10.txt]5569
Before learning to obey, he was permitted to command
Grief is grief, and this new sorrow does not change the old one
To the child death is only slumber
BARBARA BLOMBERG, by Georg Ebers, v10[GE#131][g131v10.txt]5570
The greatness he had gained he overlooked
Who does not struggle ward, falls back
BARBARA BLOMBERG, by Ebers, Complete [GE#132][g132v10.txt]5571
A live dog is better than a dead king
Always more good things in a poor family which was once rich
Attain a lofty height from which to look down upon others
Before learning to obey, he was permitted to command
Catholic, but his stomach desired to be Protestant (Erasmus)
Dread which the ancients had of the envy of the gods
Grief is grief, and this new sorrow does not change the old one
Harder it is to win a thing the higher its value becomes
No happiness will thrive on bread and water
Shuns the downward glance of compassion
That tears were the best portion of all human life
The blessing of those who are more than they seem
The greatness he had gained he overlooked
To the child death is only slumber
Who does not struggle ward, falls back
Whoever will not hear, must feel
A WORD ONLY A WORD, by Georg Ebers, v1 [GE#133][g133v10.txt]5572
He was steadfast in everything, even anger
A WORD ONLY A WORD, by Georg Ebers, v2 [GE#134][g134v10.txt]5573
No one we learn to hate more easily, than the benefactor
Once laughed at a misfortune, its sting loses its point
To expect gratitude is folly
Whoever condemns, feels himself superior
A WORD ONLY A WORD, by Georg Ebers, v3 [GE#135][g135v10.txt]5574
Among fools one must be a fool
A WORD ONLY A WORD, by Ebers, Complete [GE#138][g138v10.txt]5577
Among fools one must be a fool
He was steadfast in everything, even anger
No one we learn to hate more easily, than the benefactor
Once laughed at a misfortune, its sting loses its point
To expect gratitude is folly
Whoever condemns, feels himself superior
BURGOMASTER'S WIFE, by Georg Ebers, v1 [GE#139][g139v10.txt]5578
A blustering word often does good service
Held in too slight esteem to be able to offer an affront
The shirt is closer than the coat
Those two little words 'wish' and 'ought'
Wet inside, he can bear a great deal of moisture without
BURGOMASTER'S WIFE, by Georg Ebers, v2 [GE#140][g140v10.txt]5579
Art ceases when ugliness begins
Debts, but all anxiety concerning them is left to the creditors
Despair and extravagant gayety ruled her nature by turns
Repos ailleurs
The best enjoyment in creating is had in anticipation
To whom the emotion of sorrow affords a mournful pleasure
BURGOMASTER'S WIFE, by Georg Ebers, v3 [GE#141][g141v10.txt]5580
Hat is the sign of liberty, and the free man keeps his hat on
Must take care not to poison the fishes with it
BURGOMASTER'S WIFE, by Georg Ebers, v4 [GE#142][g142v10.txt]5581
Drinking is also an art, and the Germans are masters of it
Here the new custom of tobacco-smoking was practised
Standing still is retrograding
To whom fortune gives once, it gives by bushels
Youth calls 'much,' what seems to older people 'little'
BURGOMASTER'S WIFE, by Ebers, Complete [GE#144][g144v10.txt]5583
A blustering word often does good service
Art ceases when ugliness begins
Debts, but all anxiety concerning them is left to the creditors
Despair and extravagant gayety ruled her nature by turns
Drinking is also an art, and the Germans are masters of it
Hat is the sign of liberty, and the free man keeps his hat on
Held in too slight esteem to be able to offer an affront
Here the new custom of tobacco-smoking was practised
Must take care not to poison the fishes with it
Repos ailleurs
Standing still is retrograding
The shirt is closer than the coat
The best enjoyment in creating is had in anticipation
Those two little words 'wish' and 'ought'
To whom fortune gives once, it gives by bushels
To whom the emotion of sorrow affords a mournful pleasure
Wet inside, he can bear a great deal of moisture without
Youth calls 'much,' what seems to older people 'little'
IN THE BLUE PIKE, by Georg Ebers, v1 [GE#145][g145v10.txt]5584
Arrogant wave of the hand, and in an instructive tone
Honest anger affords a certain degree of enjoyment
Ovid, 'We praise the ancients'
Pays better to provide for people's bodies than for their brains
Who gives great gifts, expects great gifts again
Who watches for his neighbour's faults has a hundred sharp eyes
IN THE BLUE PIKE, by Georg Ebers, v2 [GE#146][g146v10.txt]5585
Buy indugence for sins to be committed in the future
Mirrors were not allowed in the convent
IN THE BLUE PIKE, by Georg Ebers, v3 [GE#147][g147v10.txt]5586
Repeated the exclamation: "Too late!" and again, "Too late!
IN THE BLUE PIKE, by Ebers, Complete [GE#148][g148v10.txt]5587
Arrogant wave of the hand, and in an instructive tone
Buy indugence for sins to be committed in the future
Honest anger affords a certain degree of enjoyment
Mirrors were not allowed in the convent
Ovid, 'We praise the ancients'
Pays better to provide for people's bodies than for their brains
Repeated the exclamation: "Too late!" and again, "Too late!
Who watches for his neighbour's faults has a hundred sharp eyes
Who gives great gifts, expects great gifts again
A QUESTION, by Georg Ebers, [GE#149][g149v10.txt]5588
Absence of suffering is not happiness
Laughing before sunrise causes tears at evening
People see what they want to see
Seems most charming at the time we are obliged to resign it
Wrath has two eyes--one blind, the other keener than a falcon's
THE ELIXIR, by Georg Ebers, [GE#150][g150v10.txt]5589
Caress or a spank from you--each at the proper time
Clothes the ugly truth as with a pleasing garment
Couple seemed to get on so perfectly well without them
Death itself sometimes floats 'twixt cup and lip'
Exceptional people are destined to be unhappy in this world
If speech be silver, silence then is gold!
THE GREYLOCK, by Georg Ebers, [GE#151][g151v10.txt]5590
At my age we count it gain not to be disappointed
Had laid aside what we call nerves
Like a clock that points to one hour while it strikes another
To-morrow could give them nothing better than to-day
COMPLETE SHORT WORKS by Georg Ebers, [GE#153][g153v10.txt]5592
Absence of suffering is not happiness
Arrogant wave of the hand, and in an instructive tone
At my age we count it gain not to be disappointed
Buy indugence for sins to be committed in the future
Caress or a spank from you--each at the proper time
Clothes the ugly truth as with a pleasing garment
Couple seemed to get on so perfectly well without them
Death itself sometimes floats 'twixt cup and lip'
Exceptional people are destined to be unhappy in this world
Had laid aside what we call nerves
Honest anger affords a certain degree of enjoyment
If speech be silver, silence then is gold!
Laughing before sunrise causes tears at evening
Like a clock that points to one hour while it strikes another
Mirrors were not allowed in the convent
Ovid, 'We praise the ancients'
Pays better to provide for people's bodies than for their brains
People see what they want to see
Repeated the exclamation: "Too late!" and again, "Too late!
Seems most charming at the time we are obliged to resign it
To-morrow could give them nothing better than to-day
Who watches for his neighbour's faults has a hundred sharp eyes
Who gives great gifts, expects great gifts again
Wrath has two eyes--one blind, the other keener than a falcon's
THE STORY OF MY LIFE, by Georg Ebers, v1 [GE#154][g154v10.txt]5593
Full as an egg
I plead with voice and pen in behalf of fairy tales
Nobody was allowed to be perfectly idle
The carp served on Christmas eve in every Berlin family
To be happy, one must forget what cannot be altered
Unjust to injure and rob the child for the benefit of the man
When you want to strike me again, mother, please take off
THE STORY OF MY LIFE, by Georg Ebers, v2 [GE#155][g155v10.txt]5594
Child cannot distinguish between what is amusing and what is sad
Child is naturally egotistical
Deserve the gratitude of my people, though it should be denied
Half-comprehended catchwords serve as a banner
Hanging the last king with the guts of the last priest
Readers often like best what is most incredible
Smell most powerful of all the senses in awakening memory
THE STORY OF MY LIFE, by Georg Ebers, v3 [GE#156][g156v10.txt]5595
Hollow of the hand, Diogenes's drinking-cup
Life is valued so much less by the young
Required courage to be cowardly
THE STORY OF MY LIFE, by Georg Ebers, v4 [GE#157][g157v10.txt]5596
A word at the right time and place
Confucius's command not to love our fellow-men but to respect
THE STORY OF MY LIFE, by Georg Ebers, v5 [GE#158][g158v10.txt]5597
Coach moved by electricity
Do thoroughly whatever they do at all
I approve of such foolhardiness
Life is the fairest fairy tale (Anderson)
Loved himself too much to give his whole affection to any one
Scorned the censure of the people, he never lost sight of it
What father does not find something to admire in his child
THE STORY OF MY LIFE, by Georg Ebers, v6 [GE#159][g159v10.txt]5598
Appreciation of trifles
Carpe diem
How effective a consolation man possesses in gratitude
Men studying for their own benefit, not the teacher's
Phrase and idea "philosophy of religion" as an absurdity
THE STORY OF MY LIFE, by Ebers, Complete [GE#160][g160v10.txt]5599