I believe there were no flowers then, In the world where the humming-bird flashed ahead of creation.... I believe he pierced the slow vegetable veins with his long beak.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
As he grew accustomed to the great gallery of machines, he began to feel the forty-foot dynamos as a moral force, much as the earl...y Christians felt the Cross. The planet itself seemed less impressive, in its old-fashioned, deliberate, annual or daily revolution, than this huge wheel, revolving within arm's-length at some vertiginous speed, and barely murmuring,--scarcely humming an audible warning to stand a hair's-breadth further for respect of power,--while it would not wake the baby lying close against its frame.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
We sometimes observe that spoiled children contract a habit of annoying quite wantonly those who have charge of them, and seem to ...measure their own sense of well-being, not by what they do, but by the degree of reaction they can cause. It is vain to get rid of them by not minding them: if purring and humming is not noticed, they squeal and screech; then if you chide and console them, they find the experiment succeeds, and they begin again. The child will sit in your arms contented if you do nothing. If you take a book and read, he commences hostile operations.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
As an example of just how useless these philosophers are for any practice in life there is Socrates himself, the one and only wise... man, according to the Delphic Oracle. Whenever he tried to do anything in public he had to break off amid general laughter. While he was philosophizing about clouds and ideas, measuring a flea's foot and marveling at a midge's humming, he learned nothing about the affairs of ordinary life.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
He would not take that direction, to the darkness, to follow her. He walked towards the faintly humming, glowing town, quickly.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
No, they are dark and wrinkled and hairy, caves of the Moon . . .------ And when a... dark humming fills us, a coldness towards life, we are too much women to own such unwomanliness.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Oh, busy weaver! unseen weaver!--pause--one word!--whither flows the fabric? what palace may it deck? wherefore all these ceaseles...s toilings? Speak weaver!--stay thy hand!--but one single word with thee! Nay--the shuttle flies--the figures float forth from the loom; the freshet-rushing carpet forever slides away. The weaver-god, he weaves; and by that humming, we, too, who look on the loom are deafened; and only when we escape it shall we hear the thousand voices that speak through it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Love is both Creator's and Saviour's gospel to mankind; a volume bound in rose-leaves, clasped with violets, and by the beaks of h...umming-birds printed with peach-juice on the leaves of lilies.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »