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Mary Russell Mitford Biography

Mary Russell Mitford (16 December 1787 – 10 January 1855) was an English author and dramatist. She was born at Alresford in Hampshire. She is best known for Our Village, a series of sketches of village scenes and vividly drawn characters based upon life in Three Mile Cross, a hamlet in the parish of Shinfield, near Reading in Berkshire, where she lived.

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I have still the best comforts of life - books and friendships - and I trust never to lose my relish for either.

Book, Comfort, Stills, Books, Lose, Life

Nothing so pretty to look at as my garden!

Garden, Look, Looks, Nothing, Pretty

Prejudices of taste, likings and dislikings, are not always vanquishable by reason.

Likings, Prejudice, Reason, Taste, Vanquishable

I place flowers in the very first rank of simple pleasures; and I have no very good opinion of the hard worldly people who take no delight in them.

Flower, Good, People, Simple, Take

A novel should be as like life as a painting, but not as like life as a piece of waxwork.

Novel, Painting, Pieces, Should, Waxwork

There is no running away from a great grief.

Away, Grief, Running, Running Away

That bad letters of every kind arise from want of the habit of thinking, I cannot doubt.

Bad, Doubt, Habit, Letters, Thinking

I have had a great misfortune; my dear old dog is dead.

Dear, Dog, Misfortune, Old, Old Dog

We may admire people for being wise, but we like them best when they are foolish.

Admire, Like, May, People, Wise

Friendship is the bread of the heart.

Bread, Friendship, Heart

In our present high state of civilization, people are so much alike, that anything at all odd comes on one with the freshness and character of an antique coin among smooth shillings.

Among, Antique, Character, Civilization, People, Present

No fear of forgetting the good-humoured faces that meet us in our walks each day.

Day, Each Day, Fear, Hiking, Journey, Walks

The power of admiring whatever is deserving of admiration, the nice and quick perception of the beautiful and the true, is one of the highest and noblest of our faculties, born of taste, and knowledge, and wisdom, or rather it is taste, and wisdom, and knowledge, in one rare and great combination.

Admiring, Appreciation, Beautiful, Combination, Highest, Nice

Buonaparte is certainly writing, or rather dictating, his memoirs. He walks backwards and forwards with his hands behind him, and dictates so fast that two or three of his suite are obliged to be in attendance, that the one may take down one-half of a sentence, and another the rest; they then literally compare notes, and put the disjointed legs and wings and heads of periods together. This is writing a book as he fought a battle.

Book, Hands, Three, Wings, Writing

Does it not appear to you versatility is the true and rare characteristic of that rare thing called genius-versatility and playfulness? In my mind they are both essential.

Characteristic, Essentials, Mind, Play, Rare

I detest so much. . . those persons, who insist upon telling you everything - who labor every point, as the lawyers say, as if they thought all excellence consisted in length.

Excellence, Labor, Lawyer, Length, Persons, Thought

I have discovered that our great favorite, Miss Austen, is my countrywoman. . . with whom mamma before her marriage was acquainted. Mamma says that she was then the prettiest, silliest, most affected, husband-hunting butterfly she ever remembers.

Butterfly, Hunting, Husband, Marriage, Prettiest

Fashion is a capricious deity.

Capricious, Deities, Deity, Fashion

[On Elizabeth Barrett Browning:] Her sweetness of character is even beyond her genius.

Barrett, Character, Elizabeth, Genius, Sweetness

Trees and children are, of all living things, those whose growth soonest makes one feel one's age.

Age, Children, Growth, Tree

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