...I remembered the rose bush that had reached a thorny branch out through the ragged fence, and caught my dress, detaining me whe...n I would have passed on. And again the symbolism of it all came over me. These memories and visions of the poor--they were the clutch of the thorns. Social workers have all felt it. It holds them to their work, because the thorns curve backward, and one cannot pull away.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The fear of burglars is not only the fear of being robbed, but also the fear of a sudden and unexpected clutch out of the darkness....LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The river's tent is broken; the last fingers of leaf Clutch and sink into the wet bank. The wind... Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed. Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song. The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers, Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes, cigarette ends Or other testimony of summer nights.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I take this evanescence and lubricity of all objects, which lets them slip through our fingers then when we clutch hardest, to be ...the most unhandsome part of our condition.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Go out of the house to see the moon, and 't is mere tinsel; it will not please as when its light shines upon your necessary journe...y. The beauty that shimmers in the yellow afternoons of October, who could ever clutch it? Go forth to find it, and it is gone: 't is only a mirage as you look from the windows of diligence.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In the fell clutch of circumstance, I have not winced nor cried aloud:... Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Nothing can be more depressing than to expose, naked to the light of thought, the hideous growth of argot. Indeed it is like a sor...t of repellent animal intended to dwell in darkness which has been dragged out of its cloaca. One seems to see a horned and living creature viciously struggling to be restored to the place where it belongs. One word is like a claw, another like a sightless and bleeding eye; and there are phrases which clutch like the pincers of a crab. And all of it is alive with the hideous vitality of things that have organized themselves amid disorganization.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »