Author of quotes: Mayne Reid. Page 1

Love humbles the proud heart, teaches the arrogant condescension, but its main feature - all to elevate and ennoble. She doesn't turn the Prince to a commoner, but will turn a commoner into a Prince.

However, even among the misfortunes of our soul is sometimes given to the minute joys. Nature does not allow grief lasted continuously, and sometimes people need to shake off your worries.

People do not want to part with life, unless you have all the means to save themselves. No matter how strong the despair, however, there are people, the spirit of which it cannot break.

Yes, you have to truly have a strong spirit to shake off the shackles which hold a person's upbringing, habits, customs, the whole way of life.

Only the low, vain soul can revel in this victory, only a cruel heart can rejoice in the love that is not able to share!

I was afraid he would attack me openly. I was sure that he feels defeated and scared. I have already had to meet such people, and I knew I was defeated, they immediately wimp out. It was not brave, and squirt.

... the inevitability of the transformation of the Patriarch, the despot.

For a long time we exchange only incoherent exclamations. We were too happy to speak. We were silent - talked our hearts.

Low often stretches to great. The monster may be inflamed with a passion for beauty.

The fact that he is beside her and talks with her-not a reason to be jealous.

Romance does not live in aristocratic circles with their ridiculous customs, and foolish ceremonies; she doesn't wear brilliant uniforms and court eschews gaudy celebrations. Stars, medals and titles are alien to her. Purple and gilding kill her.
The romance must be sought in other places - among the great and mighty nature, though not only there. It can be found among fields and oak forests, among the rocks and lakes, as well as on the crowded streets of big cities. For the Motherland is it in human hearts - the hearts that are covered with high aspirations and struggling in the breast of the people, thirsting for Freedom and Love.

In many romantic life is not an illusion.

Sometimes one misfortune overshadows the other and displaces it from the heart.

In our country, cold feelings, love calculating and selfish we can't understand and perhaps don't even believe in the possibility of recklessly brave deeds which elsewhere gives rise to a strong passion.
The Spanish women love often acquires a depth and grandeur, never know and never experience peoples who have to this feeling is tainted by commercialism. These exalted natures of it often turns into true passion, selfless, unrestrained, deep, which absorbs all other feelings, fills the soul. Child dedication, attachment to the family home, moral, and social duty are retreating in front of her. Love triumphs over all.