Then the LORD said to Moses, "Stretch out your hand over the sea, so that the water may come back upon the Egyptians, upon their c...hariots and chariot drivers." So Moses stretched out his hand over the sea, and at dawn the sea returned to its normal depth. As the Egyptians fled before it, the LORD tossed the Egyptians into the sea.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
To have no heroes is to have no aspiration, to live on the momentum of the past, to be thrown back upon routine, sensuality, and t...he narrow self.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Conscience ... lacks the power to externalize itself, the power to make itself into a Thing, and to endure being. It lives in drea...d of besmirching the splendour of its inner being by action and an existence; and in order to preserve the purity of its heart, it flees from contact with the actual world, and persists in its self-willed impotence to renounce its self which is reduced to the extreme of ultimate abstraction, and to give itself a substantial existence, or to transform its thought into being.... Its activity is a yearning which merely loses itself as consciousness becomes an object devoid of substance, and, rising above this loss, and falling back on itself, finds itself only as a lost soul. In this transparent purity of its moments, an unhappy, so-called 'beautiful soul,' its light dies away within it, and it vanishes like a shapeless vapour that dissolves into thin air.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Yes, the newspapers were right: snow was general all over Ireland. It was falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the ...treeless hills, falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and, farther westward, softly falling into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. It was falling, too, upon every part of the lonely churchyard on the hill where Michael Furey lay buried. It lay thickly drifted on the crooked crosses and headstones, on the spears of the little gate, on the barren thorns. His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The time had come for him to set out on his journey westward. Yes, the newspapers were right: snow was general all over Ireland. I...t was falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and, farther westward, softly falling into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. It was falling, too, upon every part of the lonely churchyard on the hill where Michael Furey lay buried. It lay thickly drifted on the crooked crosses and headstones, on the spears of the little gate, on the barren thorns. His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
They felt the rush of the sap in the spring, they knew the wave which cannot halt, but every year throws forward the seed to beget...ting, and, falling back, leaves the unborn on the earth. They knew the intercourse between heaven and earth.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
O to break loose, like the chinook salmon jumping and falling back,... nosing up to the impossible stone and bone-crushing waterfall--LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Kipling, the grandson of a Methodist preacher, reveals the tin-pot evangelist with increasing clarity as youth and its ribaldries ...pass away and he falls back upon his fundamentals.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
As I look back upon my life, I see that every part of it was a preparation for the next. The most trivial of incidents fits into t...he larger pattern like a mosaic in a preconceived design.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »