"Heaven" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... child and still secretly combated; that was my lord's; and half unconsciously, half in a wilful blindness, she continued to undermine her husband with his son. As long as Archie remained silent, she did so ruthlessly, with a single eye to heaven and the child's salvation; but the day came when Archie spoke. It was 1801, and Archie was seven, and beyond his years for curiosity and logic, when he brought the case up openly. If judging were sinful and forbidden, how came papa to be a judge? ...
— Weir of Hermiston • Robert Louis Stevenson
... "Heaven preserve us! Here's woman's rights with a vengeance!" cried Charlie, starting up with mock horror, while the others regarded Rose with mingled surprise and amusement, evidently fancying ...
— Rose in Bloom - A Sequel to "Eight Cousins" • Louisa May Alcott
... Hagan's shade Who's precepts many a scholar made. Nor would my reminiscent eye While scanning erudition's sky, Fail to perceive through cloud and storm Friend James Maloney's stately form— A fixed star in the Teacher's heaven Since the old days of '27, When learning's every art and rule, In the old Mathematic School, According to education laws He taught—and ne'er forget the "taws." The handle was just two feet long, And well he trounced the noisy throng! At the west border of the swamp Where cedars grew mid ...
— Recollections of Bytown and Its Old Inhabitants • William Pittman Lett
... gridironed with pavements and electric lights. The Elevated Railroad roared at its doors behind clouds of smoke and steam. Great, cheerless, hideously ornate flat buildings reared their zinc-tipped fronts toward the gray heaven, to show the highest aspirations of that demoralized suburb in the way of domestic architecture. To right, to left, every way I turned, I saw a cheap, tawdry, slipshod imitation of the real city—or perhaps I should say, of all that ...
— Jersey Street and Jersey Lane - Urban and Suburban Sketches • H. C. Bunner
... Frascati's, as the French saying is, by heart; had lost and won plenty of five-franc pieces there, merely for amusement's sake, until it was amusement no longer, and was thoroughly tired, in fact, of all the ghastly respectabilities of such a social anomaly as a respectable gambling-house. "For Heaven's sake," said I to my friend, "let us go somewhere where we can see a little genuine, blackguard, poverty-stricken gaming with no false gingerbread glitter thrown over it all. Let us get away from fashionable Frascati's, to a house where they don't mind letting in a man with a ragged coat, ...
— After Dark • Wilkie Collins
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