Orczy Famous Quotes & Sayings
80 Orczy Famous Sayings, Quotes and Quotation.
Yet, with all that, no one dared to interfere. Burke had exhausted all his eloquence in trying to induce the British Government to fight the revolutionary government of France, but Mr. Pitt, with characteristic prudence, did not feel that this country was fit yet to embark on another arduous and costly war. It was for Austria to take the initiative; Austria, whose fairest daughter was even now a dethroned queen, imprisoned and insulted by a howling mob; surely 'twas not - so argued Mr. Fox - for the whole of England to take up arms, because one set of Frenchmen chose to murder another.— Emmuska Orczy
The invigorating scent of the sea was nectar to her wearied body, the immensity of the lonely cliffs was silent and dreamlike. Her brain only remained conscious of its ceaseless, its intolerable torture of uncertainty.— Emmuska Orczy
Among the hard lessons which varying Fortune teaches to those whom she most neglects, there is none so useful as self-control.— Emmuska Orczy
Anonymity crowned him as if t'were the halo of romantic glory.— Emmuska Orczy
The sound of distant breakers made her heart ache with melancholy. She was in the mood when the sea has a saddening effect upon the nerves. It is only when we are very happy that we can bear to gaze merrily upon the vast and limitless expanse of water, rolling on and on with such persistent, irritating monotony to the accompaniment of our thoughts, whether grave or gay. When they are gay, the waves echo their gaiety; but when they are sad, then every breaker, as it rolls, seems to bring additional sadness and to speak to us of hopelessness and of the pettiness of all our joys.— Emmuska Orczy
And in repose one might have admired so fine a specimen of English manhood, until the foppish ways, the affected movements, the perpetual inane laugh, brought one's admiration of Sir Percy Blakeney to an abrupt close.— Emmuska Orczy
I wished to test your love for me, and it did not bear the test. You used to tell me that you drew the very breath of life but for me and love of me."— Emmuska Orczy
"And to prove that love, you demanded that I should forfeit mine honor," he said ... "that I should accept without murmur of question, as a dumb and submissive slave, every action of my mistress. My hear overflowing with love and passion, I asked for no explanation-I waited for one, not doubting, only hoping.
Virtue is like precious odours, most fragrant when it is crushed.— Emmuska Orczy
They seek him here, they seek him there— Emmuska Orczy
Those Frenchies seek him everywhere
Is he in heaven or is he in hell?
That demned elusive Pimpernel
It is only in our beautiful France that wholesale slaughter is done lawfully, in the name of liberty and of brotherly love— Emmuska Orczy
The weariest nights, the longest days, sooner or later must perforce come to an end.— Emmuska Orczy
Look at this limp cravet. And the sad state of those cuffs. I can hardly bring myself to look upon them.— Emmuska Orczy
I take it, sir, that you do not approve of our new society."— Emmuska Orczy
"Approval, sir, in my opinion, demands the attainment of perfection. And in that sense, you rather overrate the charms of your society. I'faith, for one thing, it does seem monstrous ill-dressed for any society, even a new one.
During the greater part of the day the guillotine had been kept busy at its ghastly work: all that France had boasted of in the past centuries, of ancient names, and blue blood, had paid toll to her desire for liberty and for fraternity.— Emmuska Orczy
He made her laugh always made her taste a strange and exquisite bliss when he held her in his arms.— Emmuska Orczy
There is such wonderful balm in self-imposed sacrifice.— Baroness Orczy
Tis only in the future you can prove your true worth.— Emmuska Orczy
You know my belief in bald-headed Fortune, with the one solitary hair. Well, I meant to grab that hair ...— Emmuska Orczy
They looked at me and asked me to be merciful; they did not command, they begged ... asking for the pity that lay dormant in my soul. And now I know that if those same eyes looked at me again and asked for every drop of my blood, if they asked me to bear death, torture, or even shame, I would become as thou truly sayest - a slave.— Emmuska Orczy
Sink me! Your taylors have betrayed you! T'wood serve you better to send THEM to Madam Guillotine— Emmuska Orczy
It is only when we are very happy that we can bear to gaze merrily upon the vast and limitless expanse of water, rolling on and on with such persistent, irritating monotony, to the accompaniment of our thoughts, whether grave or gay.— Baroness Orczy
He was calmly eating his soup, laughing with pleasant good-humour, as if he had come all the way to Calais for the express purpose of enjoying supper at this filthy inn, in the company of his arch-enemy.— Emmuska Orczy
Mr Jellyband was indeed a typical rural John Bull of those days— Emmuska Orczy
the days when our prejudiced insularity was at its height, when to an Englishman, be he lord, yeoman, or peasant, the whole of the continent of Europe was a den of immorality and the rest of the world an unexploited land of savages and cannibals.
Strange! - I wonder when it got there? It is from the— Emmuska Orczy
Even the worst moments and the weariest journeys must come to an end ...— Baroness Orczy
She stood there before them, in all the unconscious insolence of beauty, and— Emmuska Orczy
The moral crisis she'd just gone through made her feel indulgent toward the faults, the delinquencies of others. How thoroughly a human being can be buffeted and over-mastered by fate had been borne in upon her with appalling force.— Emmuska Orczy
It does seem simple, doesn't it?' she said, with a final bitter attempt at flippancy, 'when you want to kill a chicken ... you take hold of it ... then you wring its neck ... it's only the chicken who does not find it quite so simple. Now you hold a knife at my throat, and a hostage for my obedience ... You find it simple ... I don't— Emmuska Orczy
that are human only in name, for to the eye and ear they seem naught but savage creatures, animated by vile passions and by the lust of vengeance and of hate. The hour, some little time before sunset, and the place, the West Barricade, at the very spot where, a decade later, a proud tyrant raised an undying— Emmuska Orczy
In his mind he vaguely pondered whether he should strike that long-legged Englishman in the face and call him a coward, or whether such conduct in a lady's presence might be deemed ungentlemanly, when Marguerite happily interposed.— Emmuska Orczy
My wits supply, sir, what my sword cannot always command.— Emmuska Orczy
She would keep him, keep his love, deserve it and cherish it, for this much was certain, that there was no longer any happiness possible for her without that one man's love.— Emmuska Orczy
The chairs - turned towards one another in groups of twos and threes - seemed like the seats of ghosts in close conversation with one another. There were sets of two chairs - very close to one another - in the far corners of the room, which spoke of recent whispered flirtations, over cold game pie and iced champagne; there were sets of three and four chairs, that recalled pleasant animated discussions over the latest scandals; there were chairs straight up in a row that still looked starchy, critical, acid, like antiquated dowagers; there were a few isolated, single chairs, close to the table, that spoke of gourmands intent on the most recherche dishes, and others overturned on the floor, that spoke volumes on the subject of my Lord Grenville's cellars.— Emmuska Orczy
Fate is usually swift when she deals a blow.— Baroness Orczy
... in joy he will invariably dance; when he is in love he will dance, for the czardas helps him to explain to the girl he loves exactly what he feels for her. And she understands. One czardas will reveal to a Hungarian village maid the state of her lover's heart far more clearly than do all the whisperings behind hedges in more civilized lands.— Emmuska Orczy
Money and titles may be hereditary," she would say, "but brains are not," ...— Emmuska Orczy
The evil we do, Monsieur, is within us; it does not come from circumstance.— Emmuska Orczy
Now, when their glances met, they understood one another. The power that lay within both their souls had met, and, as it were, clasped hands. They accepted one another's sacrifice. Hers, mayhap, was the more complete of the two, because for her his absence would mean weary waiting, the dull heartache so terrible to bear.— Emmuska Orczy
Hers was the perfect love that dwells on the other's happiness, and not on its own. She knew that, though for the time being he would find bliss and oblivion in her arms, he would soon repine in inactivity whilst others fought for that which he held sublime.— Emmuska Orczy
Suddenly ... a sound ... the strangest, undoubtedly, that these lonely cliffs of France had ever heard, broke the silent solemnity of the shore. So strange a sound was it that the gentle breeze ceased to murmur, the tiny pebbles to roll down the steep incline! So strange, that Marguerite, wearied, overwrought as she was, thought that the beneficial unconsciousness of the approach of death was playing her half-sleeping senses a weird and elusive trick. It was the sound of a good, solid, absolutely British Damn!— Emmuska Orczy
We must prove to the world that we are all nincompoops— Emmuska Orczy
She looks very virtuous and very melancholy."— Emmuska Orczy
"Virtue is like the precious odors, most fragrant when it is crushed.
Music is the most absorbing of all the arts. It absorbs the mind of the artist, whether creator or executant, to the exclusion of every other consideration outside his own immediate necessities or desires.— Baroness Orczy
I have so often been asked the question: "But how did you come to think of The Scarlet Pimpernel?" And my answer has always been: "It was God's will that I should." And to you moderns, who perhaps do not believe as I do, I will say, "In the chain of my life, there were so many links, all of which tended towards bringing me to the fulfillment of my destiny.— Emmuska Orczy
Even the sparrows on the house-tops are objects of suspicion.— Emmuska Orczy
No man who has played a role on the world stage has ever been without his detractors, and only a few have been without their apologists.— Emmuska Orczy
But in every century, and ever since England has been what it is, an Englishman has always felt somewhat ashamed of his own emotion and of his own sympathy.— Emmuska Orczy
We seek him here, we seek him there, Those Frenchies seek him everywhere. Is he in heaven? - Is he in hell? That damned, elusive Pimpernel?— Emma Orczy
Dear heart," he murmured, "do not look on me with those dear, scared eyes of yours. If there is aught that puzzles you in what I said, try and trust me a little longer. Remember, I must save the Dauphin at all costs; mine honor is bound with his safety. What happens to me after that matters but little, yet I wish to live for your dear sake.— Emmuska Orczy
His pride and her beauty had been in direct conflict, and his pride had remained the conqueror.— Emmuska Orczy
She, too, had worn a mask in assuming a contempt for him, whilst, as a matter of fact, she completely misunderstood him— Emmuska Orczy
Mr. Hempseed shook his head with an infinity of wisdom, tempered by deeply-rooted mistrust of the British climate and the British Government.— Emmuska Orczy
When a country goes mad, it has the right to commit every horror in its own wall— Emmuska Orczy
Is it love to worship a saint in heaven, whom you dare not touch, who hovers above you like a cloud, which floats away from you even as you gaze? To love is to feel one being in the world at one with us, our equal in sin as well as in virtue. To love, for us men, is to clasp one woman with our arms, feeling that she lives and breathes just as we do, suffers as we do, thinks with us, loves with us, and, above all, sins with us. Your mock saint who stands in a niche is not a woman if she have not suffered, still less a woman if she have not sinned. Fall at the feet of your idol an you wish, but drag her down to your level after that- the only level she should ever reach, that of your heart.— Emmuska Orczy
The present is not so glorious but that I should wish to dwell a little in the past.— Emmuska Orczy
Since then her life had been peaceful and happy. She had allowed herself to be worshipped by that strangely captivating lover of hers, whose passionately willful temperament, tempered by that persistent, sunny gaiety, she had up to now only half understood.— Emmuska Orczy
Your conscience troubles you unnecessarily, and you see a deliberate intention in every simple act.— Emmuska Orczy
Thus human beings judge of one another, superficially, casually, throwing contempt on one another, with but little reason, and no charity.— Emmuska Orczy
Love, the great, the strong, the conquering god— Emmuska Orczy
Love that subdues a world, and rides roughshod over principle, virtue, tradition, over home, kindred, and religion
what cares he for the easy conquest of the pathetic being, who appeals to his sympathy?
Love means equality
the same height of heroism or of sin. When Love stoops to pity, he has ceased to soar in the boundless space, that rarefied atmosphere wherein man feels himself made at last truly in the image of God.
A surging, seething, murmuring crowd of beings that are human only in name, for to the eye and ear they seem naught but savage creatures, animated by vile passions and by the lust of vengeance and of hate. The hour, some little time before sunset, and the place, the West Barricade, at the very spot where, a decade later, a proud tyrant raised an undying monument to the nation's glory and his own vanity.— Emmuska Orczy
It was asserted that these escapes were organised by a band of Englishmen, whose daring seemed to be unparalleled, and who, from sheer desire to meddle in what did not concern them, spent their spare time in snatching away lawful victims destined for Madame la Guillotine.— Emmuska Orczy
A woman's heart is such a complex problem - the owner thereof is often most incompetent to find the solution to this puzzle.— Emmuska Orczy
She said nothing, and Sir Andrew, too, was silent, yet those two young people understood one another, as young people have a way of doing all the world over, and have done since the world began.— Emmuska Orczy
When will you give up these mad adventures, and leave others to fight their own battles and to save their own lives as best they may?'— Emmuska Orczy
When your ladyship has ceased to be the most admired woman in Europe, namely, when I am in my grave.
Her whole body stiffened as with a great and firm resolution. This she meant to do, if God gave her wits and strength.— Emmuska Orczy
To love, for us men, is to clasp one woman with our arms, feeling that she lives and breathes just as we do, suffers as we do, thinks with us, loves with us, and, above all, sins with us.— Baroness Orczy
She had seen them in turmoil all round her— Emmuska Orczy
love, hatred, vengeance, treachery
she herself practically the pivot around which they raged. Out of the deadly strife she had emerged pure, happy in the arms of the man whom her wondrous adventures as much as his brilliant personality had taught her to love.
Too late, my dear Monsieur Chambertin! Sir Percy's mocking voice broke in,— Emmuska Orczy
If we are to succeed, we must maintain our anonymity, mask our identities. Even if it means suffering the mockery of others. Being taken for fools, fops, nitwits, even cowards.— Emmuska Orczy
Idyllic follies never last, my little Chauvelin ... They come upon us like the measles ... and are as easily cured.— Emmuska Orczy
I shall return, doubt it not. Such love as ours was not created to remain unfulfilled. Whatever may happen, believe and trust in me, as I shall in you, and keep the remembrance of me in your heart without sadness and without regret.— Emmuska Orczy
Had he but turned back then, and looked out once more on to the rose-lit garden, she would have seen that which would have made her own sufferings seem but light and easy to bear— Emmuska Orczy
a strong man, overwhelmed with his own passion and despair. Pride had given way at last, obstinacy was gone: the will was powerless. He was but a man madly, blindly, passionately in love and as soon as her light footstep had died away within the house, he knelt down upon the terrace steps, and in the very madness of his love he kissed one by one the places where her small foot had trodden, and the stone balustrade, where her tiny hand had rested last.
Odd's fish, m'dear! The man can't even tie his own cravat!— Emmuska Orczy
Sport, Madame la Comtesse, sport," asserted Lord Antony, with his jovial, loud and pleasant voice; "we are a nation of sportsmen, you know, and just now it is the fashion to pull the hare from between the teeth of the hound." "Ah,— Emmuska Orczy
She, at least, ought to have known that he was wearing a mask, and having found that out, she should have torn it from his face, whenever they were alone together ... Her love for him had been paltry and weak, easily crushed by her own pride— Emmuska Orczy
Pride had given way at last, obstinacy was gone: the will was powerless.— Emmuska Orczy
No! The captain of the guard was that damned Englishman in disguise, and everyone of his soldiers aristos! The— Emmuska Orczy
You call him treacherous now, but you loved him once.' 'It is because I loved him once,' she rejoined earnestly, 'that I call him treacherous now.— Emmuska Orczy
Women have done strange things; they are a far greater puzzle to the student of human nature than the sterner, less complex sex has ever been.— Emmuska Orczy
And among them all Taurus Antinor, praefect of Rome, with his ruddy hair and bronzed skin, his massive frame clad in gorgeously embroidered tunic.— Orczy Emmuska Baroness
