James Wood, comp. Dictionary of Quotations. 1899.
Douglas Jerrold
Earth is here (in Australia) so kind, just tickle her with a hoe and she laughs with a harvest.
Habitual intoxication is the epitome of every crime.
Happiness grows at our own firesides, and is not to be picked up in strangers’ galleries.
Luck, mere luck, may make even madness wisdom.
Talk to him of Jacob’s ladder, and he would ask the number of the steps.
The best thing I know between France and England is the sea.
Ugliest of trades have their moments of pleasure. If I were a grave-digger, or even a hangman, there are some people I could work for with a great deal of enjoyment.
We love peace, as we abhor pusillanimity; but not peace at any price. There is a peace more destructive of the manhood of living man than war is destructive of his material body. Chains are worse than bayonets.