Nothing could be more beautiful than our passage down the Hudson [River].... The change, the contrast, the ceaseless variety of be...auty, as you skim from side to side, the liquid smoothness of the broad mirror which reflects the scene, and most of all, the clear bright air through which you look at it; all this can only be seen and believed by crossing the Atlantic.... The magnificent boldness of the Jersey shore on the one side, and the luxurious softness of the shady lawns on the other, with the vast silvery stream that flows between them, altogether form a picture which may well excuse a traveller for saying, once and again, that the Hudson river can be surpassed in beauty by none on the outside of Paradise.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Huckleberry Finn is a companion piece to Tom Sawyer, but a companion piece in reverse, a mirror image; it is the American un-succe...ss story, the story that had been embodied in Leatherstocking, proclaimed by Thoreau, and was again to be embodied in Ike McCaslin of Faulkner's The Bear, the drama of the innocent outside of society. Tom's story ends once he has been reclaimed by society, but Huck's real story does not even begin until he has successfully penetrated the world of respectability and, in the well-meaning clutches of the Widow and Miss Watson, begins to chafe under the ministrations.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces through the room,... She saw the water-lily bloom, She saw the helmet and the plume, She looked down to Camelot. Out flew the web and floated wide; The mirror cracked from side to side; "The curse is come upon me," cried The Lady of Shalott.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Do you know the balancings of the clouds, the wondrous works of the one whose knowledge is perfect, you whose garments are hot whe...n the earth is still because of the south wind? Can you, like him, spread out the skies, hard as a molten mirror?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And all of us, with unveiled faces, seeing the glory of the Lord as though reflected in a mirror, are being transformed into the s...ame image from one degree of glory to another...LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If I speak in the tongues of mortals and of angels, but do not have love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have pr...ophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give away all my possessions, and if I hand over my body so that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing. Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. But as for prophecies, they will come to an end; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will come to an end. For we know only in part, and we prophesy only in part; but when the complete comes, the partial will come to an end. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became an adult, I put an end to childish ways. For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known. And now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; and the greatest of these is love.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
...you are like whitewashed tombs, which on the outside look beautiful, but inside they are full of the bones of the dead and of a...ll kinds of filth.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »