It is only in the act of nursing that a woman realizes her motherhood in visible and tangible fashion; it is a joy of every moment....LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
That is what we must make people feel... the catch in the throat, the wrench to steady the nerves, the determination to carry on.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
New York has never learnt the art of growing old by playing on all its pasts. Its present invents itself, from hour to hour, in th...e act of throwing away its previous accomplishments and challenging the future. A city composed of paroxysmal places in monumental reliefs.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
One, two and many: flesh had made him blind, Flesh had one pleasure only in the act,... Flesh set one purpose only in the mind-- Triumph of flesh and afterwards to find Still those same terrors wherewith flesh was racked.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The Past is dead, and has no resurrection; but the Future is endowed with such a life, that it lives to us even in anticipation. T...he Past is, in many things, the foe of mankind; the Future is, in all things, our friend. In the Past is no hope; The Future is both hope and fruition. The Past is the text-book of tyrants; the Future is the Bible of the Free. Those who are solely governed by the Past stand like Lot's wife, crystallized in the act of looking backward, and forever incapable of looking before.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Color is my day-long obsession, joy and torment. To such an extent indeed that one day, finding myself at the deathbed of a woman ...who had been and still was very dear to me, I caught myself in the act of focusing on her temples and automatically analyzing the succession of appropriately graded colors which death was imposing on her motionless face.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
All's pathos now. The body that was gross, Rank, ravenous, disgusting in the act or in repose,... All fever, filth and sweat, its bestial strength And bestial decay, by pain and labour grows at length Fragile and luminous.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »