But what is all this fear of and opposition to Oblivion? What is the matter with the soft Darkness, the Dreamless Sleep?
James ThurberIt is hard for me to believe that Miss Groby ever saw any work of literature from far enough away to know what it meant. She was forever climbing up the margins of books and crawling between their lines for the little gold of phrase, making marks with a pencil. As Palamides hunted the Questing Beast, she hunted the Figure of Speech. She hunted it through the clangorous halls of Shakespeare and through the green forests of Scott.
James ThurberWell, I'm disenchanted, too. We're all disenchanted.
James ThurberStichwörter: disenchanted disenchantment
You mere device," he gnarled. "You platitude! Your Gollux ex machina!
James ThurberStichwörter: fairy-tales whimsy
I can do a score of things that can’t be done.
I can find a thing I can’t see, and I see a thing I can’t find.
The first is time, and the second is a spot before my eyes.
I can feel a thing I cannot touch, and I touch a thing I cannot feel.
The first is sad and sorry, and the second is your heart.
What would you do without me? Say “nothing”.
« erste vorherige
Seite 9 von 9.
Data privacy
Imprint
Contact
Diese Website verwendet Cookies, um Ihnen die bestmögliche Funktionalität bieten zu können.