“—this gave him a not uncommon sensation of his own huge ignorance, a grey mist, in which floated or could be discerned odd glimpses of solid objects, odd bits of glitter of domes or shadows of roofs in the gloom.”
– A. S. Byatt, Possession.
Category: words
“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice. And…”
“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.”
– T.S. Eliot, from “Little Gidding” / Four Quartets.
“In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.”
“In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.”
– William Blake, from Proverbs of Hell.
“Into the underland we have long placed that which we fear and wish to lose, and that which we love…”
“Into the underland we have long placed that which we fear and wish to lose, and that which we love and wish to save.”
– Robert Macfarlane, Underland.
“At night, according to their accustomed watches, the stars traverse a path beneath the earth.”
“At night, according to their accustomed watches, the stars traverse a path beneath the earth.”
– Bede, The Reckoning of Time, trans. Faith Wallis.
“‘Of course it’s a trick. Building a canoe is a trick. Throwing a spear is a trick. Life is a trick,…”
“‘Of course it’s a trick. Building a canoe is a trick. Throwing a spear is a trick. Life is a trick, and you get one chance to learn it.’”
– Terry Pratchett, Nation.
“It is December, and nobody asked if I was ready.”
“It is December, and nobody asked if I was ready.”
– Sarah Kay, Winter Without You.
“How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year? What freezings…”
“How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year?
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen?
What old December’s bareness everywhere?”
– William Shakespeare, from Sonnet 97.
“It is just the literature that we read for “amusement” or “purely for pleasure” that may have the…”
“It is just the literature that we read for “amusement” or “purely for pleasure” that may have the greatest, least suspected, earliest influence on us.”
– T.S. Eliot, Essays Ancient and Modern.
“I walked abroad in a snowy day; I asked the soft snow with me to play.”
“I walked abroad in a snowy day;
I asked the soft snow with me to play.”
– William Blake, from Soft Snow.