Quotes by : H. Rider Haggard

Passion is like the lightening, it is beautiful and it links the earth to heaven, but it blinds.

Thinking can only serve to measure out the helplessness of thought.

What a tricky and uncomfortable thing is conscience, that nearly always begins to trouble us at the moment....

Strange are the pictures of the future that mankind can thus draw with this brush of faith and these....

And now it appeared that there was a mysterious Queen clothed by rumour with dread and wonderful attributes,....

Shot the man! Shed human blood! Hid in a pool!" ejaculated Mr. Dove, overcome. "Really, Rachel, you are....

Take what life can give you, Ana, and do not trouble about the offerings which are laid in the tombs....

Yea, all things live forever, though at times they sleep and are forgotten.

Surely my lord will not hide his beautiful white legs!" exclaimed Infadoos regretfully. But Good persisted,....

We run to place and power over the dead bodies of those who fail and fall; ay, we win the food we eat....