Charles Kingsley was an English clergyman, university professor, historian, and novelist, particularly associated with the West Country and north-east Hampshire.He was educated at Helston Grammar School before studying at King's College London, and the University of Cambridge. Charles entered Magdalene College, Cambridge in 1838, and graduated in 1842. He chose to pursue a ministry in the church.
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Better is old wine than new, and old friends like-wise.
All but God is changing day by day.
Pray over every truth; for though the renewed heart is not "desperately wicked," it is quite deceitful enough to become so, if God be forgotten a moment.
[A]ll the ingenious men, and all the scientific men, and all the fanciful men, in the world,... could never invent, if all their wits were boiled into one, anything so curious and so ridiculous as a lobster.
If you want to be miserable, think about yourself, about what you want, what you like, what respect people ought to pay you and what people think of you.
Do noble things, not dream them all day long: And so make Life, Death, and the vast Forever one grand, sweet song.
No earnest thinker is a plagiarist pure and simple.
He will never borrow from others that which he has not already, more or less, thought out for himself.
I hope that my children, at least, if not I myself, will see the day when ignorance of the primary laws and facts of science will be looked upon as a defect only second to ignorance of the primary laws of religion and morality.
Friendship is like a glass ornament, once it is broken it can rarely be put back together exactly the same way.
The Water Babies "Young and Old" When all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green; And every goose a swan, lad, And every lass a queen; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round the world away: Young blood must have its course, lad, And every dog his day.
Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that the spirit of romance is dead.
The age of chivalry is never past, so long as there is a wrong left unredressed on earth.
The world goes up and the world goes down,And the sunshine follows the rain;
And yesterday's sneer and yesterday's frownCan never come over again.
[At the end of the story, its main character, Tom] is now a great man of science, and can plan railroads, and steam-engines, and electric telegraphs, and rifled guns, and so forth; and knows everything about everything, except why a hen's egg don't turn into a crocodile, and two or three other little things that no one will know till the coming of the Cocqcigrues.
Young blood must have its course, lad, and every dog its day.
Except a living man there is nothing more wonderful than a book! a message to us from the dead -- from human souls we never saw, who lived, perhaps, thousands of miles away. And yet these, in those little sheets of paper, speak to us, arouse us, terrify us, teach us, comfort us, open their hearts to us as brothers.
If thou art fighting against thy sins, so is God.
On thy side is God who made all, and Christ who died for all and the Spirit who alone gives wisdom, purity, and nobleness.
Science frees us in many ways...from the bodily terror which the savage feels. But she replaces that, in the minds of many, by a moral terror which is far more overwhelming.
There is something very wonderful about music.
Words are wonderful enough; but music is even more wonderful. It speaks not to our thoughts as words do; it speaks through our hearts and spirits, to the very core and root of our souls. Music soothes us, stirs us up, it puts noble feelings in us, it can make us cringe; and it can melt us to tears; and yet we have no idea how. It is a language by itself, just as perfect in its ways as speech, as words, just as divine, just as blessed.
Do what thou dost as if the earth were heaven, and thy last day the day of judgment.
Except a living man there is nothing more wonderful than a book! A message to us from the dead, - from human souls whom we never saw, who lived perhaps thousands of miles away; and yet these, on those little sheets of paper, speak to us, teach us, comfort us, open their hearts to us as brothers.
Do today's duty, fight to-day's temptation;
and do not weaken and distract yourself by looking forward to things which you cannot see, and could not understand if you saw them.
Madame Nature allows no dangerous classes, in the modern sense.
She has, doubtless for some wise reason, no mercy for the weak. She rewards each organism according to its works; and if anything grows too weak or stupid to take care of itself, she gives it its due deserts by letting it die and disappear.
Did it ever strike you that goodness is not merely a beautiful thing, but by far the most beautiful thing in the whole world? So that nothing is to be compared for value with goodness; that riches, honor, power, pleasure, learning, the whole world and all in it, are not worth having in comparison with being good; and the utterly best thing for a person is to be good, even though they were never to be rewarded for it.
The righteousness which is by faith in Christ is a loving heart and a loving life, which every man will long to lead who believes really in Jesus Christ.
Love is sentimental measles.
Gradually the sunken land begins to rise again, and falls perhaps again, and rises again after that, more and more gently each time, till as it were the panting earth, worn out with the fierce passions of her fiery youth, has sobbed herself to sleep once more, and this new world of man is made.
Take comfort, and recollect however little you and I may know, God knows;
He knows Himself and you and me and all things; and His mercy is over all His works.
Have thy tools ready. God will find thee work.
It is not darkness you are going to, for God is Light.
It is not lonely, for Christ is with you. It is not unknown country, for Christ is there.
Truth, for its own sake, had never been a virtue with the Roman clergy.
Study nature as the countenance of God.
If you wish to be like a little child, study what a little child could understand — nature; and do what a little child could do — love.
Nature's deepest laws, her only true laws, are her invisible ones.
See the land, her Easter keeping, Rises as her Maker rose.
Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping, Burst at last from winter snows. Earth with heaven above rejoices.
[The] great fairy Science, who is likely to be queen of all the fairies for many a year to come, can only do you good, and never do you harm.
We ought to reverence books; to look on them as useful and mighty things. If they are good and true, whether they are about religion, politics, farming, trade, law, or medicine, they are the message of Christ, the maker of all things -- the teacher of all truth.
If I am ever obscure in my expressions, do not fancy that therefore I am deep.
If I were really deep, all the world would understand, though they might not appreciate. The perfectly popular style is the perfectly scientific one. To me an obscurity is a reason for suspecting a fallacy.
So fleet the works of men, back to their earth again;Ancient and holy things fade like a dream.
The health of a church depends not merely on the creed which it professes, not even on the wisdom and holiness of a few great ecclesiastics, but on the faith and virtue of its individual members.
These glorious things-words-are man's right alone.
..Without words we should know no more of each other's hearts and thoughts than the dog knows of his fellow dog....for, if you will consider, you always think to yourself in words, though you do not speak them aloud; and without them all our thoughts would be mere blind longings, feelings which we could not understand ourselves.
If "ifs" and "ands" were pots and pans, there'd be no work for tinkers' hands
Pain is no evil, unless it conquers us.
Every winter, When the great sun has turned his face away, The earth goes down into a vale of grief, And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables, Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay- Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.
If you wish to be miserable, think about yourself, about what you want, what you like, what respect people ought to pay you, what people think of you; and then to you nothing will be pure. You will spoil everything you touch; you will make sin and misery for yourself out of everything God sends you; you will be as wretched as you choose.