At last, on Monday the 16th of May, when I was sitting in Mr. Davies's back-parlour, after having drunk tea with him and Mrs. Davi...es, Johnson unexpectedly came into the shop; and Mr. Davies having perceived him through the glass-door in the room in which we were sitting, advancing towards us,--he announced his aweful approach to me, somewhat in the manner of an actor in the part of Horatio, when he addresses Hamlet on the appearance of his father's ghost, "Look, my Lord, it comes" ... Mr. Davies mentioned my name, and respectfully introduced me to him. I was much agitated; and recollecting his prejudice against the Scotch, of which I had heard much, I said to Davies, "Don't tell where I come from."M"From Scotland," cried Davies roguishly. "Mr. Johnson, (said I) I do indeed come from Scotland, but I cannot help it." I am willing to flatter myself that I meant this as light pleasantry to sooth and conciliate him, and not as an humiliating abasement at the expense of my country.... [W]ith that quickness of wit for which he was so remarkable, he seized the expression "come from Scotland," which I used in the sense of being of that country, and, as if I had said that I had come away from it, or left it, retorted, "That, Sir, I find, is what a very great many of your countrymen cannot help."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
"There?" he asked and pointed-- With his stick, reader, with his stick. S-T-I-C-K, gentle reader. A roughly hewn stick brande...d with the owner's name: Felix Wohlfahrt from Zwickau. With his stickau he pointed, gentle or lowly reader, with his stick! You know what a stick is, don't you? Well, that's what he pointed with--a stick--and got into the car, and left the stick there, upon getting out again, naturally--for the car temporarily belonged to him. I in fact noted that "quiet satisfaction." An artist's memory--what a curious thing! Beats all other kinds, I imagine. "There?"Mhe asked and pointed with his stick. Never in my life was I so astonished.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A cosmic philosophy is not constructed to fit a man; a cosmic philosophy is constructed to fit a cosmos. A man can no more possess... a private religion than he can possess a private sun and moon.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My grandfather fell on Vinegar Hill, And fighting was not his trade;... But his rusty pike's in the cabin still, With Hessian blood on the blade."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Shea--they call him Scholar Jack-- Went down the list of the dead.... Officers, seamen, gunners, marines, The crews of the gig and yawl, The bearded man and the lad in his teens, Carpenters, coal-passers--all.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
"Wherever there's Kellys there's trouble," said Burke, "Wherever fighting's the game,... Or a spice of danger in grown man's work," Said Kelly, "you'll find my name.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A good soul like a good body should be as unobtrusive as possible; in so far as it functions properly, it should not be noticed fo...r good or for ill.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »