[Rutherford B. Hayes] was a patriotic citizen, a lover of the flag and of our free institutions, an industrious and conscientious ...civil officer, a soldier of dauntless courage, a loyal comrade and friend, a sympathetic and helpful neighbor, and the honored head of a happy Christian home. He has steadily grown in the public esteem, and the impartial historian will not fail to recognize the conscientiousness, the manliness, and the courage that so strongly characterized his whole public career.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Benjamin: Are you always this much afraid of being alone? Mrs. Robinson: Yes.... Benjamin: Well, why can't you just lock the doors and go to bed? Mrs. Robinson: I'm very neurotic.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Benjamin: Do you think I'm proud of myself? Do you think I'm proud of this? Mrs. Robinson: I wouldn't know.... Benjamin: Well, I'm not. Mrs. Robinson: You're not? Benjamin: No, sir. I'm not proud that I spend my time with a broken-down alcoholic.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Mr. Maguire: I just want to say one word to you. Just one word. Benjamin: Yes, sir.... Mr. Maguire: Are you listening? Benjamin: Yes, I am. Mr. Maguire: Plastics.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Mrs. Robinson: Do you find me undesirable? Benjamin: Oh, no, Mrs. Robinson. I think you're the most attractive of all my pare...nts' friends.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Where there are no rights, there are no duties. To tell the truth is thus a duty; but it is a duty only in respect to one who has ...a right to the truth.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Two kinds of symbol must surely be distinguished. The algebraic symbol comes naked into the world of mathematics and is clothed wi...th value by its masters. A poetic symbol--like the Rose, for Love, in Guillaume de Lorris--comes trailing clouds of glory from the real world, clouds whose shape and colour largely determine and explain its poetic use. In an equation, x and y will do as well as a and b; but the Romance of the Rose could not, without loss, be re-written as the Romance of the Onion, and if a man did not see why, we could only send him back to the real world to study roses, onions, and love, all of them still untouched by poetry, still raw.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Henry B. Adams was the first in an infinite series to discover and admit to himself that he really did not care whether truth was,... or was not, true. He did not even care that it should be proved true, unless the process were new and amusing. He was a Darwinian for fun.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Poetry is a search for ways of communication; it must be conducted with openness, flexibility, and a constant readiness to listen.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »