Would you convey my compliments to the purist who reads your proofs and tell him or her that I write in a sort of broken-down pato...is which is something like the way a Swiss waiter talks, and that when I split an infinitive, God damn it, I split it so it will stay split, and when I interrupt the velvety smoothness of my more or less literate syntax with a few sudden words of bar- room vernacular, that is done with the eyes wide open and the mind relaxed but attentive.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Fellow delegates, like all of you I've listened in awe and admiration to the magnificent oratory of the honorable Major Cassius St...arbuckle, the cattlemen's mouthpiece, the lowing herds. But seriously, under the spell of his eloquence I could see once again the vast herd of buffalo and savage redskin roaming our beautiful territory with no law to trample them except the law of survival, the law of the tomahawk and the bow and arrow. But then with the westward march of our nation came the pioneer and the buffalo hunter, the adventurous and the bold. And the boldest of these were the cattlemen who seized the wide-open range for their own personal domain, and their law was the law of the hired gun. Now, now today have come the railroads and the people, hard- working citizens, the homesteader, the shopkeeper, the builder of cities. We need roads to join those cities, dams to store up the waters of the Picket Wire, and we need statehood to protect the rights of every man and woman, however humble.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In the depths of every heart, there is a tomb and a dungeon, though the lights, the music, and revelry above may cause us to forge...t their existence, and the buried ones, or prisoners whom they hide. But sometimes, and oftenest at midnight, those dark receptacles are flung wide open. In an hour like this, when the mind has a passive sensibility, but no active strength; when the imagination is a mirror, imparting vividness to all ideas, without the power of selecting or controlling them; then pray that your griefs may slumber, and the brotherhood of remorse not break their chain.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Manhattan has no choice but the skyward extrusion of the Grid itself; only the Skyscraper offers business the wide-open spaces of ...a man-made Wild West, a frontier in the sky.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Some collaboration has to take place in the mind between the woman and the man before the art of creation can be accomplished. Som...e marriage of opposites has to be consummated. The whole of the mind must lie wide open if we are to get the sense that the writer is communicating his experience with perfect fullness.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Midnight, and the clock strikes. It is Christmas Day, the werewolves' birthday, the door of the solstice still wide enough open to... let them all slink through.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If in this wide world, teeming with abundant supplies for human want, to thousands of wretched creatures no choice is open, save b...etween starvation and sin, may we not justly say that there is something utterly wrong in the system that permits such things to be?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If the family were a container, it would be a nest, an enduring nest, loosely woven, expansive, and open. If the family were a fru...it, it would be an orange, a circle of sections, held together but separable--each segment distinct. If the family were a boat, it would be a canoe that makes no progress unless everyone paddles. If the family were a sport, it would be baseball: a long, slow, nonviolent game that is never over until the last out. If the family were a building, it would be an old but solid structure that contains human history, and appeals to those who see the carved moldings under all the plaster, the wide plank floors under the linoleum, the possibilities.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »