Each morning the day lies like a fresh shirt on our bed; this incomparably fine, incomparably tightly woven tissue of pure predict...ion fits us perfectly. The happiness of the next twenty-four hours depends on our ability, on waking, to pick it up.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Why it was that upon this beautiful feminine tissue, sensitive as gossamer, and practically blank as snow as yet, there should hav...e been traced such a coarse pattern as it was doomed to receive; why so often the coarse appropriates the finer thus, the wrong man the woman, the wrong women the man, many years of analytical philosophy have failed to explain to our sense of order.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Experience is never limited, and it is never complete; it is an immense sensibility, a kind of huge spider-web of the finest silke...n threads suspended in the chamber of consciousness, and catching every air-borne particle in its tissue.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Osteopath--One who argues that all human ills are caused by the pressure of hard bone upon soft tissue. The proof of his theory is... to be found in the heads of those who believe it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A revolution is not the overturning of a cart, a reshuffling in the cards of state. It is a process, a swelling, a new growth in t...he race. If it is real, not simply a trauma, it is another ring in the tree of history, layer upon layer of invisible tissue composing the evidence of a circle.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The entire construct of the "medical model" of "mental illness"Mwhat is it but an analogy? Between physical medicine and psychiatr...y: the mind is said to be subject to disease in the same manner as the body. But whereas in physical medicine there are verifiable physiological proofs--in damaged or affected tissue, bacteria, inflammation, cellular irregularity--in mental illness alleged socially unacceptable behavior is taken as a symptom, even as proof, of pathology.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Failing to divide its social chromosomes and split up into new cells, each bearing some portion of the original inheritance, the c...ity continues to grow inorganically, indeed cancerously, by a continuous breaking down of old tissues, and an overgrowth of formless new tissue. Here the city has absorbed villages and little towns, reducing them to place names, like Manhattanville and Harlem in New York; there it has, more happily, left the organs of local government and the vestiges of an independent life, even assisted their revival, as in Chelsea and Kensington in London; but it has nevertheless enveloped those areas in its physical organization and built up the open land that once served to ensure their identity and integrity.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Whether or not his newspaper and a set of senses reduced to five are the main sources of the so-called "real life" of the so- call...ed average man, one thing is fortunately certain: namely, that the average man himself is but a piece of fiction, a tissue of statistics.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
For her own person, It beggared all description: she did lie... In her pavilion--cloth of gold, of tissue-- O'er-picturing that Venus where we see The fancy outwork nature.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Even beyond their deaths, the two novelists stand in contrariety. Tolstoy, the foremost heir to the traditions of the epic; Dostoe...vsky, one of the major dramatic tempers after Shakespeare; Tolstoy, the mind intoxicated with reason and fact; Dostoevsky, the contemner of rationalism, the great lover of paradox; Tolstoy, the poet of the land, of the rural setting and pastoral mood; Dostoevsky, the arch-citizen, the master-builder of the modern metropolis in the province of language; Tolstoy, thirsting for the truth, destroying himself and those about him in excessive pursuit of it; Dostoevsky, rather against the truth than against Christ, suspicious of total understanding and on the side of mystery; Tolstoy, "keeping at all times," in Coleridge's phrase, "in the high road of life"; Dostoevsky, advancing into the labyrinth of the unnatural, into the cellarage and morass of the soul; Tolstoy, like a colossus bestriding the palpable earth, evoking the realness, the tangibility, the sensible entirety of concrete experience; Dostoevsky, always on the verge of the hallucinatory, of the spectral, always vulnerable to daemonic intrusions into what might prove, in the end, to have been merely a tissue of dreams; Tolstoy, the embodiment of health and Olympian vitality; Dostoevsky, the sum of energies charged with illness and possession.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »