Imaginary InterviewsHarper & Brothers, 1910 - 358 Seiten |
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Seite 39 - ... a thing you make of me. You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Seite 317 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Seite 5 - The man who does not work imposes the necessity of harder toil upon him who does. Thereby the first steals from the last the opportunity of mental culture — and at last we reach a world of pariahs and patricians, with all the inconceivable sorrow and suffering that surround us. Bound fast by the brazen age, we can see that the way back to the age of gold lies through justice, which will substitute co-operation for competition. "That some such generous and noble thought inspired this effort at practical...
Seite 155 - A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
Seite 31 - And what is your conclusion as to my notion, if it is mine?" the veteran observer asked, with superiority. " That there is nothing in it. The fact is that the tastes are never so tolerant, so liberal, so generous, so supple as they are at that time of life when they begin, according to your notion, to stiffen, to harden, to contract. We have in this very period formed a new taste — or taken a new lease of an old one — for reading history, which had been dormant all through our first and second...
Seite 287 - Wakefield" lays down that you should always say that the picture would have been better if the painter had taken more pains...
Seite 179 - I can't explain, precisely ; but it's something that oil the critics say of a book that is very strong, don't you know; and masterful; and relentless; and makes you feel as if somebody had taken you by the throat; and shakes you up, awfully; and seems to throw you into' the air, and trample you underfoot.
Seite 193 - ... whose Yekl was followed by The Rise of David Levinsky; and there was Morris Rosenfeld's Songs of the Ghetto. This, to Howells, was the Song of the Shirt from one who made the shirt, and not merely the pitying witness who looked on while it was making."* It grieved him to hear that young people were taking up literature as a business— "the thing that all my life I have fondly dreamed was an art, dear and almost holy! Are they going into it for the money there is in it?
Seite 160 - I would not enter on my list of friends the man who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.— Cowper.
Seite 2 - After our more severe Editorial work is done — the scissors laid in our drawer, and the monthly record, made as full as our pages will bear, of history — we have a way of throwing ourselves back into an old red-back Easy Chair, that has long been an ornament of our dingy office, and indulging in an easy, and careless overlook of the gossiping papers of the day, and in such chit chat with chance visitors, as keeps us informed of the drift of the towntalk, while it relieves greatly the monotony...