Here lies a man who was killed by lightning; He died when his prospects seemed to be brightening.... He might have cut a flash in this world of trouble, But the flash cut him, and he lies in the stubble.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And let Reform her columns roll. With thunder peal, and lightening flash.... We'll preach deliverance to the soul. 'Mid proud Oppression's waning crash.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Mirth is like a flash of lightning, that breaks through a gloom of clouds, and glitters for a moment; cheerfulness keeps up a kind... of daylight in the mind, and fills it with a steady and perpetual serenity.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
New Yorkers speak more quickly and shift topics more rapidly. We all know that. But the way it's done is fascinating. At least it ...fascinated me when I first moved to New York. Someone has the floor and talks. As soon as I know what they are going to say, I can jump in, finish the sentence to show I understand, and take off into my own turn. The northern California I know isn't like that. Someone talks, and I lie back and listen and let them roll for a while. When they're done, there'll be a pause that will flash like a green light to announce that someone else can have the floor.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
To feel most beautifully alive means to be reading something beautiful, ready always to apprehend in the flow of language the sudd...en flash of poetry.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Traditionally in American society, men have been trained for both competition and teamwork through sports, while women have been r...eared to merge their welfare with that of the family, with fewer opportunities for either independence or other team identifications, and fewer challenges to direct competition. In effect, women have been circumscribed within that unit where the benefit of one is most easily believed to be the benefit of all.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
To the artist is sometimes granted a sudden, transient insight which serves in this matter for experience. A flash, and where prev...iously the brain held a dead fact, the soul grasps a living truth! At moments we are all artists.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so. After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,... we ourselves flash and yearn, and moreover my mother told me as a boy (repeatingly) "Ever to confess you're bored means you have no Inner Resources." I conclude now I have no inner resources, because I am heavy bored.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »