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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| b9d71e3 | Some minds corrode, and grow inactive, under the loss of personal liberty; others grow morbid and irritable; but it is the nature of the poet to become tender and imaginative in the loneliness of confinement. | Washington Irving | ||
| 10af113 | His personal fulfillment did not lead him to evolve a cheerful Madonna; on the contrary this Madonna was sad; she had already, through his sculptures, known the Descent. The tranquility of his early bas-relief, when Mary still had her decision to make, could never be recaptured. This young mother was committed; she knew the end of her boy's life. That was why she was reluctant to let him go, this beautiful, husky,healthy boy, his hand clasp.. | Irving Stone | ||
| 71cfe76 | He had come into the autumn of his life: a man had his seasons, even as had the earth. Was the harvesting of autumn less important than the seeding of spring? Each without the other was meaningless. | Irving Stone | ||
| 26cad9f | Toulouse-Lautrec blew in, winded from six flights of stairs, but still as hilarious and ribald as ever. "Vincent," he exclaimed, while shaking hands, "I passed an undertaker on the stairs. Was he looking for you or me?" "For you, Lautrec! He couldn't get any business out of me." "I'll make you a little wager, Vincent. I'll bet your name comes ahead of mine in his little book." "You're on. What's the stake?" "Dinner at the Cafe Athens, and a.. | Irving Stone | ||
| 5067433 | Art destroys the life. | Irving Stone | ||
| ff45f95 | But you can draw people's faces, can't you? I'm sure lots of women here in Etten would like to have their portraits painted. There's a living in that." "Yes, I suppose so. But I'll have to wait until my drawing is right." His mother was breaking eggs into a pan of sour cheese she had strained the day before. She paused with half the shell of an egg in each hand and turned from the stove. "You mean you have to make your drawing right so the .. | Irving Stone | ||
| ef7bc09 | He did not know how much time passed. He got up, ripped the canvas off the frame, threw it into a corner, and put on a new one. He mixed some paints, sat down, and began work. One starts with a hopeless struggle to follow nature, and everything goes wrong; one ends by calmly creating from one's palette, and nature agrees with it and follows. On croit que j'imagine--ce n'est pas vrai--je me souviens. It was just as Pietersen had told him in .. | Irving Stone | ||
| 428a1f1 | Then, in front of the hostile crowd of four hundred, Darrow drew great pleasure from, as Irving Stone vividly put it, "flailing against minds that were as sprung and shut as an iron trap over the broken leg of an animal."89" | Andrew E. Kersten | ||
| 7b50a34 | The most important idea he gleaned from the swift, learned talk was that religion and knowledge could exist side by side, enriching each other. Greece and Rome, before the dawn of Christianity, had built gloriously in the arts, humanities, sciences, philosophy. Then for a thousand years all such wisdom and beauty had been crushed, declared anathema, buried in darkness. Now this little group of men, the sensual Poliziano, the lined Landino, .. | Irving Stone | ||
| c820d8c | It was a pastiche of public library porn from Irving Stone to Philip Roth. | Nell Zink | ||
| 28b08a6 | There is only a God-given number of years in which to work and fulfill yourself. Don't squander them. | Irving Stone | ||
| 6859eef | He...breathed in heavy gulps of air to prove to himself that he was three-dimensional. | Irving Stone | ||
| 779ad15 | These workers," said Mendes with a gentle sweep of his arm, "have a hard life of it. When illness comes they have no money for a doctor. The food for tomorrow comes from today's labour, and hard labour it is, too. Their houses, as you see, are small and poor; they are never more than a stone's throw away from privation and want. They've made a bad bargain with life; they need the thought of God to comfort them." | illness god van-gogh | Irving Stone | |
| 2c22bb7 | Alla guerra di amor vince chi fugge. | Irving Stone | ||
| 5058e66 | Because it will make a real artist of you. The more you suffer, the more grateful you ought to be. An empty stomach is better than a full one, Van Gogh, and a broken heart is better than happiness. Never forget that! | suffering happiness life lust-for-life starrynight vangogh suffer artist | Irving Stone | |
| 55d9067 | I have to make my drawing right so that my drawing will be right. | Irving Stone | ||
| 07ed766 | As he was discussing this with Sarao, it occurred to me that a large part of a city librarian's job is to be a property manager. Szabo is responsible for seventy-three large structures that are spread across the 503 square miles of the city of Los Angeles. To even visit each one of the branches is a major proposition. Szabo's days seesaw between big thoughts on the future of global information systems and minutiae such as requisitioning a c.. | Susan Orlean | ||
| a9449ce | That may be true. But, Theo, there is one thing I cannot understand. You have never sold a single drawing or painting for me; in fact you have never even tried. Now have you? "No." "Why not?" "I've shown your work to the connoisseurs. They say . . ." "Oh, the connoisseurs!" Vincent shrugged his shoulders. "I'm well acquainted with the banalities in which most connoisseurs indulge. Surely, Theo, you must know that their opinions have very li.. | Irving Stone | ||
| dddd465 | had no idea that Mr. Meany was capable of such precise craftsmanship. I'd also had no idea that Mr. Meany was familiar with Latin--Owen, naturally, had been quite a good Latin student. There was a tingle in the stump of my right index finger when I said to Mr. Meany: "You've done some very fine work with the diamond wheel." He said: "That ain't my work--that's his work! He done it when he was home on leave. He covered it up--and told me not.. | John Irving | ||
| 36fbc23 | patch, and cobble a complicated machine, the principles of which are above thy comprehension, and its simplest operations too subtle for thy understanding, when thou canst not correct a trifling error in a common piece of mechanism, the whole mystery of which is open to thy inspection?--Hence with thee to the leather and stone, which are emblems of thy head; cobble thy shoes, and confine thyself to the vocation for which Heaven has fitted t.. | Washington Irving | ||
| 6e158df | Neyse ki, zamaninda altina oturup huzurla pipo tutturdugu Kral George'un kirmizi suratli resmini tanimisti; ancak o bile bir baska gorunuyordu. Kirmizi ceketi maviye ve deve tuyu renge donmus, elinde tuttugu kraliyet asasi kilic oluvermis, kafasina uc koseli sapka takilmisti; ve altina buyuk harflerle soyle yazilmisti: GENERAL WASHINGTON. | Washington Irving | ||
| e3e12d0 | Geraldine, Louis, Junior, and the cat lived next to the playground of Washington Irving School. Junior considered the playground his own, and the schoolchildren coveted his freedom to sleep late, go home for lunch, and dominate the playground after school. He hated to see the swings, slides, monkey bars, and seesaws empty and tried to get kids to stick around as long as possible. White kids; his mother did not like him to play with niggers... | Toni Morrison | ||
| 56c93b9 | would rather starve on a penny than work for a pound. | Washington Irving | ||
| 0b3cda1 | She rose hastily from her bed, and stepped lightly to the window. A tall figure stood among the shadows of the trees. As it raised its head, a beam of moonlight fell upon the countenance. Heaven and earth ! she beheld the Spectre Bridegroom ! | Washington Irving | ||
| 510cc3f | There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love." -- Washington Irving" | Alexandra Silva | ||
| 652748d | Only six books from the age of the Roadmakers were known to exist: The Odyssey; Brave New World; The Brothers Karamazov; The Collected Short Stories of Washington Irving; Eliot Klein's book of puzzles and logic. Beats Me; and Goethe's Faust. They also had substantial sections of The Oxford Companion to World Literature and several plays by Bernard Shaw. There were bits and pieces of other material. Of Mark Twain, two fragments remained, the.. | literature lost-civilizations | Jack McDevitt | |
| 9be149c | verdure; her | Washington Irving | ||
| 5d2f877 | I visited various parts of my own country; and had I been merely a lover of fine scenery, I should have felt little desire to seek elsewhere its gratification, for on no country had the charms of nature been more prodigally lavished. Her mighty lakes, her oceans of liquid silver; her mountains, with their bright aerial tints; her valleys, teeming with wild fertility; her tremendous cataracts, thundering in their solitudes; her boundless pla.. | Washington Irving | ||
| 851d6c7 | Balt Van Tassel was an easy, indulgent soul; he loved his daughter better even than his pipe, and, like a reasonable man and an excellent father, let her have her way in every thing. | Washington Irving | ||
| 52310f4 | baleful to | Washington Irving | ||
| 4236905 | The language, of course, is quaint and antiquated, so that the beauty of many of its golden phrases will scarcely be perceived at the present day, but it is impossible not to be charmed with the genuine sentiment, the delightful artlessness and urbanity, which prevail throughout it. The descriptions of Nature too, with which it is embellished, are given with a truth, a discrimination, and a freshness, worthy of the most cultivated periods o.. | Washington Irving | ||
| 5bdfcab | Con tal disposicion y determinacion, !que pais es este para el viajero, donde la mas misera posada esta tan llena de aventuras como un castillo encantado y cada comida es en si un logro! !Que se quejen otros de la falta de buenos caminos y hoteles suntuosos y de todas las complicadas comodidades de un pais culto y civilizado en la mansedumbre y el lugar comun, pero a mi que me den el trepar por las asperas montanas, el andar por ahi errante.. | viajes cuentos irving libros washington españa | Washington Irving | |
| 364d326 | Writers like Washington Irving, Charles Brockden Brown, and Nathaniel Hawthorne added uniquely American elements to their horror stories, informed by the early settlers' Puritan faith and fears of indigenous peoples: eerie woods, the devil, and witches. Even today, much of American horror fiction reckons to varying degrees with fears that are tied up in the nation's history, fears of supernatural evil, of the racial other, and of the frigh.. | puritan gothic colonialism horror | Lisa Kröger | |
| 4ef9b3b | a country coquette, beset with a labyrinth of whims and caprices, which were forever presenting new difficulties and impediments; | Washington Irving | ||
| c3ea11b | He could not help, too, rolling his large eyes round him as he ate, and chuckling with the possibility that he might one day be lord of all this scene of almost unimaginable luxury and splendor. Then, he thought, how soon he'd turn his back upon the old school-house; snap his fingers in the face of Hans Van Ripper, and every other niggardly patron, and kick any itinerant pedagogue out of doors that should dare to call him comrade! | Washington Irving | ||
| b043d80 | To see him striding along the profile of a hill on a windy day, with his clothes bagging and fluttering about him, one might have mistaken him for the genius of famine descending upon the earth, or some scarecrow eloped from a corn-field. | Washington Irving | ||
| b221e2a | I am well pleased with Thy will, whatever it is, or should be in all respects, and if Thou bidst me decide for myself in any affair, I would choose to refer all to Thee, for Thou art infinitely wise and cannot do amiss, as I am in danger of doing. I rejoice to think that all things are at Thy disposal, and it delights me to leave them there. Then prayer turns wholly into praise, and all I can do is to adore and bless Thee. | prayer inspirational | Arthur Bennett | |
| cddef0b | I was strong in English, and thankful for it. I knew the great Dr. Johnson from his friend Mr. Boswell. There is a friend for you. To sit down and rack the brain to remember every word, and then the glad toil to write it all down. I am thankful to Mr. Boswell for many a peaceful hour, indeed. There is a marvel, hundreds of years after the spirit has gone to new life, that men will bless a name that once had flesh, and laughed, and had good .. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| f4bcf68 | I went to her, and she looked up at me as though fearing something more to hurt her, I saw her eyes, that were the eyes of one not long from the cot and the tears that ran and shone in the sunlight swelled to crystal in mine, and in my blindness I saw, as through the mist of a morning, the grass upon a field torn, and a spewing forth of earth and stones, and men coming to stand before me who wore their steel as I wear tweed, in ease and com.. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| fc4f6be | Welsh, they call us, from the Saxon word waelisc, meaning a foreigner. About the race-course, I cannot tell you. But if some of our fathers were a bit ready with their hands and quick in the legs the English must blame themselves. Perhaps most of them never heard of the laws they made against us. You cannot blame ignorant men. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| a6b7e3a | You must learn to tell worry from thought, and thought from prayer. Sometimes a light will go from your life, Huw, and your life becomes a prayer, till you are strong enough to stand under the weight of your own thought again. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| 579241c | I liked to put my hands on work that had been blessed by good minds and the passing of time. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| 502626c | I thought when I was a young man that I would conquer the world with truth. I thought I would lead an army greater than Alexander ever dreamed of, not to conquer nations, but to liberate mankind. With truth. With the golden sound of the Word. But only a few heard the trumpet. Only a few understood. The rest of them put on black and sat in Chapel. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| 12cdce7 | Why do you go to Chapel, Huw?" he asked me, still going on with his work. "Because," I said, and then I stopped. Why, indeed? "Yes," he said, and smiling. "Because you want to? Because you like coming? Because your mother and father come? Because your friends are there? Because it is proper to do on Sunday? Because there is nothing else to do? Because you like the singing? To hear me preach? Or because you would fear a visitation of fire .. | Richard Llewellyn |