You have been here only a short time, Mr. Barnard. You cannot know what it is to live here month upon month, year after year, brea...thing this infernal air, absorbing the miasma of barbarity that permeates these walls, especially this chamber.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My weary limbs are scarcely stretched for repose, before red dawn peeps into my chamber window, and the birds in the whispering le...aves over the roof, apprise me by their sweetest notes that another day of toil awaits me. I arise, the harness is hastily adjusted and once more I step upon the tread-mill.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
All stars stand close in summer air And tremble, and look mild as amber;... When wicks are lighted in the chamber You might say stars were settling there.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A plane is a bad place for an all-out sleep, but a good place to begin rest and recovery from the trip to the faraway places you'v...e been, a decompression chamber between Here and There. Though a plane is not the ideal place really to think, to reassess or reevaluate things, it is a great place to have the illusion of doing so, and often the illusion will suffice.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Without passion man is a mere latent force and possibility, like the flint which awaits the shock of the iron before it can give f...orth its spark.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In general, one may pronounce kissing dangerous. A spark of fire has often been struck out of the collision of lips, that has blow...n up the whole magazine of virtue.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
But it is the same thing we are all seeing, Our world. Go after it,... Go get it boy, says the man holding the stick. Eat, says the hunger, and we plunge blindly in again, Into the chamber behind the thought.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »