Washington Irving

I profess not to know how women's hearts are wooed and won. To me they have always been matters of riddle and admiration. ↗

— Washington Irving

#love #romantic #women #love

Christmas is the season for kindling the fire of hospitality in the hall, the genial flame of charity in the heart. ↗

— Washington Irving

#charity

A tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use. ↗

— Washington Irving

#constant #edged #grows #keener #never

Others may write from the head, but he writes from the heart, and the heart will always understand him. ↗

— Washington Irving

#the-mutability-of-literature #writers #writing #inspirational

To look upon its grass grown yard, where the sunbeams seem to sleep so quietly, one would think that there at least the dead might rest in peace. ↗

— Washington Irving

#peace #death

The tie which links mother and child is of such pure and immaculate strength as to be never violated. ↗

— Washington Irving

#mother-s-love #love

There are certain half-dreaming moods of mind in which we naturally steal away from noise and glare, and seek some quiet haunt where we may indulge our reveries and build our air castles undisturbed. ↗

— Washington Irving

#fantasy #writing #dreams

He is indeed the true enchanter, whose spell operates, not upon the senses, but upon the imagination and the heart. ↗

— Washington Irving

#enchanter #fantasy #heart #imagination #magic

It is almost startling to hear this warning of departed time sounding among the tombs, and telling the lapse of the hour, which, like a billow, has rolled us onward towards the grave. ↗

— Washington Irving

#death #grave #hour #ocean #time

There is in every woman's heart a spark of heavenly fire which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity, but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity. ↗

— Washington Irving

#beams #blazes #broad #dark #daylight