Death can only be profitable: there's no need to eat, drink, pay taxes, offend people, and since a person lies in a grave for hund...reds or thousands of years, if you count it up the profit turns out to be enormous.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;... And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A process in the weather of the world Turns ghost to ghost; each mothered child... Sits in their double shade. A process blows the moon into the sun, Pulls down the shabby curtains of the skin; And the heart gives up its dead.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The baggage occupied the middle or widest part of the canoe. We also paddled by turns in the bows, now sitting with our legs exten...ded, now sitting upon our legs, and now rising upon our knees; but I found none of these positions endurable, and was reminded of the complaints of the old Jesuit missionaries of the torture they endured from long confinement in constrained positions in canoes, in their long voyages from Quebec to the Huron country; but afterwards I sat on the cross-bars, or stood up, and experienced no inconvenience.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The organization controlling the material equipment of our everyday life is such that what in itself would enable us to construct ...it richly plunges us instead into a poverty of abundance, making alienation all the more intolerable as each convenience promises liberation and turns out to be only one more burden. We are condemned to slavery to the means of liberation.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Then comes my fit again. I had else been perfect, Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,... As broad and general as the casing air. But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in To saucy doubts and fears.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Murder in the murderer is no such ruinous thought as poets and romancers will have it; it does not unsettle him, or fright him fro...m his ordinary notice of trifles: it is an act quite easy to be contemplated, but in its sequel, it turns out to be a horrible jangle and confounding of all relations.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There are moods in which we court suffering, in the hope that here, at least, we shall find reality, sharp peaks and edges of trut...h. But it turns out to be scene-painting and counterfeit. The only thing grief has taught me, is to know how shallow it is.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »