Under the spell of moonlight, music, flowers or the cut and smell of good tweeds, I sometimes feel the divine urge for an hour, a ...day or maybe a week. Then it is gone an my interest returns to corn pone and mustard greens, or rubbing a paragraph with a soft cloth.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I walked abroad in a snowy day; I asked the soft snow with me to play;... She played and she melted in all her prime, And the winter called it a dreadful crime.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Living in cities is an art, and we need the vocabulary of art, of style, to describe the peculiar relationship between man and mat...erial that exists in the continual creative play of urban living. The city as we imagine it, then, soft city of illusion, myth, aspiration, and nightmare, is as real, maybe more real, than the hard city one can locate on maps in statistics, in monographs on urban sociology and demography and architecture.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Hardly a man in the world has an opinion upon morals, politics or religion which he got otherwise than through his associations an...d sympathies. Broadly speaking, there are none but corn-pone opinions. And broadly speaking, Corn-Pone stands for Self- Approval. Self-approval is acquired mainly from the approval of other people. The result is Conformity.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »