It has always been thought perfectly womanly to be a scrub- woman in the Legislature and to take care of the spittoons; that is en...tirely within the charmed circle of woman's sphere; but for women to occupy any of those official seats would be degrading.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
So this tangle of impossible resolutions and irresolutions: The desire to have fun, to make noise, and so to... Add to the already all-but-illegible scrub forest of graffiti on the shithouse wall. Someone is coming to get you: The mailman, or a butler enters with a letter on a tray Whose message is to change everything, but in the meantime ...LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
the moderate Aristotelian city Of darning and the Eight-Fifteen, where Euclid's geometry... And Newton's mechanics would account for our experience, And the kitchen table exists because I scrub it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The notes, random From tuning, wander into the heat... Like a new insect chirping in the scrub, Untired at noon. A chord gathers and spills....LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There arose, glimmering whitely over the harsh scrub and the stunted trees, a noble city, set foursquare and colonnaded along its ...falling flower-bordered terraces. There were splashing fountains, and the sound of flutes; and its citizens moved, grave and beautiful, black and white and brown together; and these groups of elders paused, and smiled with pleasure at the sight of the children--the blue-eyed, fair-skinned children of the North playing hand in hand with the bronze-skinned, dark-eyed children of the South. Yes, they smiled and approved these many-fathered children, running and playing among the flowers and the terraces, through the white pillars and tall trees of this fabulous and ancient city.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There they stand, the small ones, like grass and weeds and scrub--innocent in their wretched insignificance. And now I make my fur...tive way through them and trample down as few as I can--but in doing so disgust consumes my heart.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
War is not a true adventure. It is a mere ersatz. Where ties are established, where problems are set, where creation is stimulated...--there you have adventure. But there is no adventure in heads-or-tails, in betting that the toss will come out of life or death. War is not an adventure. It is a disease. It is like typhus.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Untidy is perhaps too mild a word; slut would be a better one. Being a slut is of course partly a matter of bad luck as well as ba...d management: things just do boil over oftener, fuses blow sooner, front doors bang leaving us outside in our dressing-gowns; but it goes deeper than bad luck. We are not actually incapable of cleaning our homes: but we are liable to reorganize instead of scrub; we do our cleaning in a series of periodic assaults. A mother-in- law has only to appear over the horizon and we act like the murderer in a Ray Bradbury story who kept on wiping the finger prints off the fruit at the bottom of the bowl. We work in a frenzy; but ... the frenzy usually subsides before we have got everything back into the cupboards again.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I rise in the dawn, and I kneel and blow Till the seed of the fire flicker and glow;... And then I must scrub and bake and sweep Till the stars are beginning to blink and peep; And the young lie long and dream in their bed....LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »