Ask her what she craved, and she’d get a little frantic about things like books, the woods, music. Plants and the seasons. Also freedom.
I could say that each novel has been written for somebody, to convince somebody in particular. It’s almost an act of seduction. If not seduction, at least an attempt at explaining something to somebody.
There is no doubt in my mind that, had we been choosing our leaders on the basis of their reading experience and not their political programs, there would be much less grief on earth. It seems to me that a potential master of our fates should be asked, first of all, not about how he imagines the course of his foreign policy, but about his attitude toward Stendhal, Dickens, Dostoevsky.
Sir Edward John Poynter
Nature” is what we see —
The Hill — the Afternoon —
Squirrel — Eclipse - the Bumble bee —
Nay — Nature is Heaven —
Nature is what we hear —
The Bobolink — the Sea —
Thunder — the Cricket —
Nay — Nature is Harmony —
Nature is what we know —
Yet have no art to say —
So impotent Our Wisdom is
To her Simplicity.
Because I only talk a good game, I only dream in my head, but do you know what I want in reality? That you all go to hell, that’s what! I want peace. I’d sell the whole world for a kopeck this minute, just not to be bothered. Shall the world go to hell, or shall I not have my tea? I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my tea.
Sherlock Holmes took his bottle from the corner of the mantelpiece, and his hypodermic syringe from its neat morocco case.
In the Midst of the Ocean of Confusion
April 2013, Hoengseong