Hm, the beacon of the press. In the hell to which all journalists must descend when they die, Mr. Wiggam, we shall sit at red hot ...desks with quills of fire in our hand and spend eternity on eternity writing about the salubrious weather of that region. Let us serve our apprenticeship here thoroughly and intelligently.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice.... From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Gradually I regained my usual composure. I reread Pale Fire more carefully. I liked it better when expecting less. And what was th...at? What was that dim distant music, those vestiges of color in the air? Here and there I discovered in it and especially, especially in the invaluable variants, echoes and spangles of my mind, a long ripplewake of my glory.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It began with begging. In the beginning it was all God's icebox... and everyone ate raw fish or animals and there was no fire at night to dance to, no fire at day to cook by.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Methinks King Richard and myself should meet With no less terror than the elements... Of fire and water, when their thundering shock At meeting tears the cloudy cheeks of heaven.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »