...there is hope for a tree, if it is cut down, that it will sprout again, and that its shoots will not cease. Though its root gro...ws old in the earth, and its stump dies in the ground, yet at the scent of water it will bud and put forth branches like a young plant. But mortals die, and are laid low; humans expire, and where are they?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When he bit that bud of her lower lip,... she started, shook a finger, arched her brow, and hissed, "Leave me alone, you fool," her eyes narrowing into slits. Whoever kisses such a haughty woman wins the drink of immortality. Those idiot gods churned the ocean for nothing.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A word is a bud attempting to become a twig. How can one not dream while writing? It is the pen which dreams. The blank page gives... the right to dream.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My business is stanching blood and feeding fainting men; my post the open field between the bullet and the hospital. I sometimes d...iscuss the application of a compress or a wisp of hay under a broken limb, but not the bearing and merits of a political movement. I make gruel--not speeches; I write letters home for wounded soldiers, not political addresses.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I doubt that I would have taken so many leaps in my own writing or been as clear about my feminist and political commitments if I ...had not been anointed as early as I was. Some major form of recognition seems to have to mark a woman's career for her to be able to go out on a limb without having her credentials questioned.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A defective voice will always preclude an artist from achieving the complete development of his art, however intelligent he may be....... The voice is an instrument which the artist must learn to use with suppleness and sureness, as if it were a limb.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A "modern" man has nothing to add to modernism, if only because he has nothing to oppose it with. The well-adapted drop off the de...ad limb of time like lice.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And yet no greater, but more eminent, Love by the spring is grown;... As, in the firmament, Stars by the sun are not enlarged, but shown, Gentle love deeds, as blossoms on a bough, From love's awakened root do bud out now.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »