What is life but the angle of vision? A man is measured by the angle at which he looks at objects. What is life but what a man is ...thinking all day? This is his fate and his employer. Knowing is the measure of the man. By how much we know, so much we are.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The good lawyer is not the man who has an eye to every side and angle of contingency, and qualifies all his qualifications, but wh...o throws himself on your part so heartily, that he can get you out of a scrape.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
... throughout the ages down to modern times, conditions of imprisonment, what with overcrowding, idleness, and all their attendan...t evils, have been such that not only the person but also to a deplorable extent the personality has been "confined or restrained." The problem of the betterment of our physical prison conditions goes hand in hand ... with the problem of re-creating and releasing personality "deep-dungeoned in self," of giving scope to the forces that tend upward, of counteracting and rendering harmless the already dominant tendencies toward evil.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
'Intellectualism' is the belief that our mind comes upon a world complete in itself, and has the duty of ascertaining its contents...; but has no power of re-determining its character, for that is already given.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I had stopped to watch a family of brilliant icicles drip- dripping from the eaves of a frame house. So clear-cut were their point...ed shadows on the white boards behind them that I was sure the shadows of the falling drops should be visible too. But they were not. The roof jutted too far out, perhaps, or the angle of vision was faulty, or again, I did not chance to be watching the right icicle when the right drop fell. There was a rhythm, an alternation in the dropping that I found as teasing as a coin trick.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I live in the angle of a leaden wall, into whose composition was poured a little alloy of bell-metal. Often, in the repose of my m...id-day, there reaches my ears a confused tintinnabulum from without. It is the noise of my contemporaries.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It appeared to have no companion in the universe,--sporting there alone,--and to need none but the morning and the ether with whic...h it played. It was not lonely, but made all the earth lonely beneath it. Where was the parent which hatched it, its kindred, and its father in the heavens? The tenant of the air, it seemed related to the earth but by an egg hatched some time in the crevice of a crag;Mor was its native nest made in the angle of a cloud, woven of the rainbow's trimmings and the sunset sky, and lined with some soft midsummer haze caught up from earth? Its eyry now some cliffy cloud.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In the theater the audience is generally riveted to a single angle of observation. The movie director, though, can rapidly shift f...rom objective to subjective--and to any number of subjective points of view--and in so doing seem to pull the audience directly inside the frame of his picture, giving the spectator the sense of experiencing an action from the viewpoint of a participant. Identification of the viewer with the film character, then, can be much more intimate than the analogous situation in the theater.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »