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... present , what are we safe in affirm- ing ? Only this- that as we had a beginning we shall have an ending ; that as yesterday we were not , so to - morrow we shall not be . A man is like the electric spark that glows and crackles for an ...
... present , what are we safe in affirm- ing ? Only this- that as we had a beginning we shall have an ending ; that as yesterday we were not , so to - morrow we shall not be . A man is like the electric spark that glows and crackles for an ...
Page 36
... present state ? From an arc we can complete a cir- cle . We can read the big in the little . The mo- tion of a top throws light upon the motion of the earth . An ingenious mind finds types everywhere , but real analogies are not so ...
... present state ? From an arc we can complete a cir- cle . We can read the big in the little . The mo- tion of a top throws light upon the motion of the earth . An ingenious mind finds types everywhere , but real analogies are not so ...
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... present and from the present to the future . Things that begin must end . If man's life has been continuous in the past , then we may infer that it will be continuous in the future . Our earth has a moon ; it is reasonable , there- fore ...
... present and from the present to the future . Things that begin must end . If man's life has been continuous in the past , then we may infer that it will be continuous in the future . Our earth has a moon ; it is reasonable , there- fore ...
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... present their subject in the most effective form , with clearness , freshness , force . They become stylists when their thoughts wait upon their words , or when their thoughts are word - begotten . Such writers as Gibbon , De Quin- cey ...
... present their subject in the most effective form , with clearness , freshness , force . They become stylists when their thoughts wait upon their words , or when their thoughts are word - begotten . Such writers as Gibbon , De Quin- cey ...
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... present in his work , not merely as mind , as pure intelligence , but also as a distinct personal- ity , giving a flavor of his own to the principles he utters ? Every vital creative work is the revelation of a man as well as of a mind ...
... present in his work , not merely as mind , as pure intelligence , but also as a distinct personal- ity , giving a flavor of his own to the principles he utters ? Every vital creative work is the revelation of a man as well as of a mind ...
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Page 66 - I will not have in my writing any elegance or effect or originality to hang in the way between me and the rest like curtains. I will have nothing hang in the way not the richest curtains. What I tell I tell for precisely what it is.
Page 67 - Consider the lilies of the field; they toil not, neither do they spin: yet Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
Page 194 - Nothing is secure but life, transition, the energizing spirit. No love can be bound by oath or covenant to secure it against a higher love. No truth so sublime but it may be trivial to-morrow in the light of new thoughts. People wish to be settled; only as far as they are unsettled is there any hope for them.
Page 6 - But to speak in literature with the perfect rectitude and insouciance of the movements of animals and the unimpeachableness of the sentiment of trees in the woods and grass by the roadside is the flawless triumph of art.
Page 175 - I saw it distinctly, more than once, put out its short leg while on the wing, and, by a bend of the head, deliver somewhat into its mouth. If it takes any part of its prey with its foot, as I have now the greatest reason to suppose it does these chafers, I no longer wonder at the use of its middle toe, which is curiously furnished with a serrated claw.
Page 164 - The poet, the orator, bred in the woods, whose senses have been nourished by their fair and appeasing changes, year after year, without design and without heed, — shall not lose their lesson altogether, in the roar of cities or the broil of politics.
Page 162 - It is rapid harmony, exactly adjusted to the sense : It is vehement reasoning, without any appearance of art: It is disdain, anger, boldness, freedom, involved in a continued stream of argument : And, of all human productions, the orations of DEMOSTHENES present to us the models which, approach the nearest to perfection.
Page 204 - Poetic style, when address'd to the soul, is less definite form, outline, sculpture, and becomes vista, music, half-tints, and even less than half-tints.
Page 201 - Man cannot afford to be a naturalist, to look at nature directly, but only with the side of his eye. He must look through and beyond her. To look at her is as fatal as to look at the head of Medusa. It turns the man of science to stone.
Page 202 - I long ago lost a hound, a bay horse, and a turtle-dove, and am still on their trail. Many are the travellers I have spoken concerning them, describing their tracks and what calls they answered to. I have met one or two who had heard the hound, and the tramp of the horse, and even seen the dove disappear behind a cloud, and they seemed as anxious to recover them as if they had lost them themselves.