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Mythology, they thought, should be understood allegorically; it was the naïve expression partly of a correct conception of Nature, partly of ethical and metaphysical truths. Strictly speaking, men had always been Stoics, though in an imperfect way.

Seen through a glorifying halo after the lapse of a century and three quarters, he rises before us a romantic figure, poised and resolute, simple, benign as naive and shy as some wild thing of the primeval forest five feet eight inches in height, with broad chest and shoulders, dark locks, genial blue eyes arched with fair eyebrows, thin lips and wide mouth, nose of slightly Roman cast, and fair, ruddy countenance.

One sees why Dido is not, like Apollonius' Medea, simply driven to passion by. Cupid's arrow the naive Greek equivalent of the medieval love-philter why Pallas' body is not merely laid on the funeral pyre with the traditional wailing, why Turnus does not meet his foe with an Homeric boast.

Don't you think it's nice of them?" she said, gently removing her hand from his. His eyes were shining with pleasure. "I do. I envy them enormously. One only needs to be sufficiently naive," he said. "One does, doesn't one!" cooed Julia. "I say, do you hear the bells?" said Robert, poking his head into the room. "No, dear! Do you?" replied Julia. "Bells! Hear the bells!

He whose goal is the happiness of others is a virtuous man. He whose goal is God is a great man!" He finished his first novel, "Childhood," sent it to a Russian review, and experienced the most naive delight when the letter of acceptance arrived. "It made me happy to the limit of stupidity," he wrote in his diary. The letter was indeed flattering.

The naive bravado of the child's speech was irresistible. It won my heart as completely as I had won his, and I straightway emptied my candy box into his hands. "Oh!" he breathed, looking at the heap of dainties with infantile delight. And then he fell upon them with avidity and did not speak another word until the last one had disappeared down his throat.

Nor had they apparently for the most part much trouble with electors, who, finding uncertainty distasteful, passionately desired to be assured that the country could at once be saved by little yellow facts or little blue facts, as the case might be; who had, no doubt, a dozen other good reasons for being on the one side or the other; as, for instance, that their father had been so before them; that their bread was buttered yellow or buttered blue; that they had been on the other side last time; that they had thought it over and made up their minds; that they had innocent blue or naive yellow beer within; that his lordship was the man; or that the words proper to their mouths were 'Chilcox for Bucklandbury'; and, above all, the one really creditable reason, that, so far as they could tell with the best of their intellect and feelings, the truth at the moment was either blue or yellow.

Dymov, with a naive and good-natured smile, held out his hand to Ryabovsky, and said: "Very glad to meet you. There was a Ryabovsky in my year at the medical school. Was he a relation of yours?" Olga Ivanovna was twenty-two, Dymov was thirty-one. They got on splendidly together when they were married.

The family life is almost naïve in its misunderstanding no one listens, they just wait for pauses.... ... The worship of the "sane mind" has been a little overdone, I think. The men who are prone to say of everyone that they "exaggerate a little," or "are morbid," are like weights in a scale just, but oh, how heavy!...

The naive theory on which people go is that all the possible candidates are put up, that each voter votes for the one he likes best, and that the best man wins. The bitter experience is that hardly ever are there more than two candidates, and still more rarely is either of these the best man possible. Suppose, for example, the constituency is mainly Conservative.