America is not so much a nightmare as a non-dream. The American non-dream is precisely a move to wipe the dream out of existence. ...The dream is a spontaneous happening and therefore dangerous to a control system set up by the non-dreamers.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high Through the dear might of him that walk'd the waves,... Where other groves and other streams along With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the bless'd kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above In solemn troops and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall the...re be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The book of Nature is the book of Fate. She turns the gigantic pages,--leaf after leaf,--never returning one. One leaf she lays do...wn, a floor of granite; then a thousand ages, and a bed of slate; a thousand ages, and a measure of coal; a thousand ages, and a layer of marl and mud; vegetable forms appear; her first misshapen animals, zoophyte, trilobium, fish; then, saurians,--rude forms, in which she has only blocked her future statue, concealing under these unwieldy monsters the fine type of her coming king. The face of the planet cools and dries, the races meliorate, and man is born. But when a race has lived its term, it comes no more again.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
"The best way to hate is the worst. 'Tis to find what the hated need,... Never mind of what actual worth, And wipe that out of the earth. Let them die of unsatisfied greed...."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I know. That's what makes us tough. Rich fellows come up and they die. Their kids ain't no good and they die out. But we keepa com...in'. We're the people that live. They can't wipe us out. They can't lick us. We'll go on forever, Pa, cause we're the people.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Rich fellas come up and they die, and their kids ain't no good, and they die out. But we keep a-comin'. We're the people that live.... They can't wipe us out. They can't lick us. And we'll go on forever, Pa, 'cause we're the people.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The Lord wrote it all down on the little slate Of the baby tortoise.... Outward and visible indication of the plan within, The complex, manifold involvedness of an individual creatureLESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Remember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, whiles memory holds a seat... In this distracted globe. Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past That youth and observation copied there, And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain,LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »