Down in the living room I have a clock which is called a "four-hundred-day" clock, which is supposed to run 400 days without windi...ng. This feat seems to be accomplished by arranging four large cherries on a rotating stem which hangs out of the works of the clock (clearly visible through the glass cover) and they go slowly round one way and then slowly round the other until the person who is watching them has gone mad.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
For my part, I confess I seldom listen to the players: one has so much to do, in looking about and finding out one's acquaintance,... that, really, one has no time to mind the stage.... One merely comes to meet one's friends, and shew that one's alive.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
O friend unseen, unborn, unknown, Student of our sweet English tongue,... Read out my words at night, alone: I was a poet, I was young.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
But my mother was in love and she had known about life for a long time, with her two bastard girls like two earrings; and she knew... that most often one must pull out one's entrails and fill one's stomach with straw if one wants to have a little piece of the sun.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
... Amsterdam, with the river Amstel helping to give a lively current to its canals, with its patchwork of water streets, its long... double rows of trees which seem endless, its palaces, its magnificent houses with machicolated roofs, and, above all, the quaint craft, the old Dutch galleons, with their shadowy sails, their fine brown color, their queer round outlines, their unending picturesqueness, is a paradise for the painter.... Even the family washing, which the boatman's wife hangs out, with an occasional red shirt, helps the picture. It is a dream of color and tender tones.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The man of genius, like a dog with a bone, or the slave who has swallowed a diamond, or a patient with the gravel, sits afar and r...etired, off the road, hangs out no sign of refreshment for man and beast, but says, by all possible hints and signs, I wish to be alone,--good-by,--fare-well. But the Landlord can afford to live without privacy.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
"Dirty fellow!" exclaimed the Captain, seizing both her wrists, "hark you, Mrs. Frog, you'd best hold your tongue; for I must make... bold to tell you, if you don't, that I shall make no ceremony of tripping you out of the window, and there you may lie in the mud till some of your Monseers come to help you out of it."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »