St. Joseph in 1859 had the bustling appearance of a great fair, with excited travelers preparing to make the plains journey in pra...irie schooners, "rickety old farm wagons," and even small two-wheeled push carts. many bore such mottoes as--"Faint Heart Never Won Fair Lady," "I Dare," "For Pike's Peak Ho." Before long many were to return, disappointed in their search for gold, hungry, ragged, and dispirited, their brave wagon boasts changed to "Prodigal Son," "Pike's Hell," "A Fool Is Born."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
With a bending sail we glided rapidly by Tyngsborough and Chelmsford, each holding in one hand half of a tart country apple pie wh...ich we had purchased to celebrate our return, and in the other a fragment of the newspaper in which it was wrapped, devouring these with divided relish, and learning the news which had transpired since we sailed. The river here opened into a broad and straight reach of great length, which we bounded merrily over before a smacking breeze, with a devil-may-care look in our faces, and our boat a white bone in its mouth, and a speed which greatly astonished some scow boatmen whom we met. The wind in the horizon rolled like a flood over valley and plain, and every tree bent to the blast, and the mountains like school-boys turned their cheeks to it.... Thus we sailed, not being able to fly, but as next best, making a long furrow in the fields of the Merrimack toward our home, with our wings spread, but never lifting our heel from the watery trench; gracefully plowing homeward with our brisk and willing team, wind and stream, pulling together, the former yet a wild steer, yoked to his more sedate fellow. It was very near flying, as when the duck rushes through the water with an impulse of her wings, throwing the spray about her before she can rise. How we had stuck fast if drawn up but a few feet on the shore!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Women have progressed far beyond the point of no return. They're in medical schools and law schools, and they're inching into the ...upper echelons of the corporate world. They've entered the political arena and are even beginning to make inroads into that ultimate male enclave, the U. S. Congress. They've had a taste of equality, even a taste of power. They've experienced the shift in the balance of power in a marriage that occurs when a wife is earning as much money as her husband. They've experienced the autonomy that comes from being in control of their own reproductive lives. They will almost certainly have to fight for these things again and again, losing ground, gaining ground, running in place. But they will never go back.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If photography is allowed to stand in for art in some of its functions it will soon supplant or corrupt it completely thanks to th...e natural support it will find in the stupidity of the multitude. It must return to its real task, which is to be the servant of the sciences and the arts, but the very humble servant, like printing and shorthand which have neither created nor supplanted literature.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
He who seeks to approach his own buried past must conduct himself like a man digging.... He must not be afraid to return again and... again to the same matter; to scatter it as one scatters earth, to turn it over as one turns over soil. For the matter itself is only a deposit, a stratum, which yields only to the most meticulous examination what constitutes the real treasure hidden within the earth: the images, severed from all earlier associations, that stand--like precious fragments or torsos in a collector's gallery--in the prosaic rooms of our later understanding.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I am apt to think, if we knew what it was to be an angel for one hour, we should return to this world, though it were to sit on th...e brightest throne in it, with vastly more loathing and reluctance than we would now descend into a loathsome dungeon or sepulchre.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The profession of a prostitute is the only career in which the maximum income is paid to the newest apprentice. It is the one call...ing in which at the beginning the only exertion is that of self-indulgence; all the prizes are at the commencement. It is the ever-new embodiment of the old fable of the sale of the soul to the Devil. The tempter offers wealth, comfort, excitement, but in return the victim must sell her soul, nor does the other party forget to exact his due to the uttermost farthing.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
... one cannot be happy in exile or in oblivion. One cannot always be a stranger. I want to return to my homeland, make all my lov...ed ones happy. I see no further than this.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The spring over there takes you by the throat, the flowers blooming by the thousands over white walls. If you strolled around for ...an hour in the hills surrounding my town, you would return with the odor of honey in your clothes.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
...what a thing it is to lie there all day in the fine breeze, with the pine needles dropping on one, only to return to the hotel ...at night so hungry that the dinner, however homely, is a fete, and the menu finer reading than the best poetry in the world! Yet we are to leave all this for the glare and blaze of Nice and Monte Carlo; which is proof enough that one cannot become really acclimated to happiness.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »