Tried by a New England eye, or the more practical wisdom of modern times, they are the oracles of a race already in its dotage; bu...t held up to the sky, which is the only impartial and incorruptible ordeal, they are of a piece with its depth and serenity, and I am assured that they will have a place and significance as long as there is a sky to test them by.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The eye is the first circle; the horizon which it forms is the second; and throughout nature this primary figure is repeated witho...ut end. It is the highest emblem in the cipher of the world.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Alexander Woollcott broadcasts the story of the wife who returned a dog to the Seeing Eye with this note attached: "I am sending t...he dog back. My husband used to depend on me. Now he is independent, and I never know where he is."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Chance: That tune, they been playin' it all day. What is it? Dude: Oh, it's some Mexican piece. I heard it farther south....<...br />Colorado: Well, they call it "The Deguello," the cutthroat song. The Mexicans played it for those Texas boys when they had them bottled up in the Alamo. Played it day and night 'til it was all over. Now do you know what he means by it? Chance: No quarter, no mercy for the loser.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There are so many different kinds of people in America, with so many different boiling points, that we don't know how to fight wit...h each other. The set piece that shapes and contains quarrels in homogeneous countries does not exist here. The Frenchman is an expert on the precise gradations of espèce de and the Italian knows exactly when to introduce the subject of his other's grave, but no American can be sure how or when another will react, so we zap each other with friendliness to neutralize potentially dangerous situations.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When a child stays needy until he is fifty oh mother-eye, oh mother-eye, crush me in... the parent is as strong as a telephone pole.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Gloucester. O, let me kiss that hand! Lear. Let me wipe it first, it smells of mortality.... Gloucester. O ruined piece of nature! This great world Shall so wear out to nought.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
See what a grace was seated on this brow: Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself,... An eye like Mars, to threaten and command.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »