Once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. They smelled of moss in your hand. Polished and muscular and torsional. On their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world in its becoming. Maps and mazes. Of a thing which could not be put back. Not be made right again. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery.
Cormac McCarthyTags: past man world nature loss environment wonder fish creation earth allegory brooks destruction glens maps mystery parable trout
The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.
Augustine of HippoTags: books education world classic travel allegory broad-mindedness imagery
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock
The meat it feeds on.
Tags: jealousy allegory monsters mockery vices
A man inherited a field in which was an accumulation of old stone, part of an older hall. Of the old stone some had already been used in building the house in which he actually lived, not far from the old house of his fathers. Of the rest he took some and built a tower. But his friends coming perceived at once (without troubling to climb the steps) that these stones had formerly belonged to a more ancient building. So they pushed the tower over, with no little labour, and in order to look for hidden carvings and inscriptions, or to discover whence the man's distant forefathers had obtained their building material. Some suspecting a deposit of coal under the soil began to dig for it, and forgot even the stones. They all said: 'This tower is most interesting.' But they also said (after pushing it over): 'What a muddle it is in!' And even the man's own descendants, who might have been expected to consider what he had been about, were heard to murmur: 'He is such an odd fellow! Imagine using these old stones just to build a nonsensical tower! Why did not he restore the old house? he had no sense of proportion.' But from the top of that tower the man had been able to look out upon the sea.
J.R.R. TolkienTags: literature fantasy criticism allegory critics beowulf
I could end this with a moral,
as if this were a fable about animals,
though no fables are really about animals.
Tags: animals allegory parable humans fable
At this the duchess, laughing all the while, said: "Sancho Panza is right in all he has said, and will be right in all he shall say...
Miguel de Cervantes SaavedraTags: allegory
When I opened my eyes I saw nothing but the pool of nocturnal sky, for I was lying on my back with out-stretched arms, face to face with that hatchery of stars. Only half awake, still unaware that those depths were sky, having no roof between those depths and me, no branches to screen them, no root to cling to, I was seized with vertigo and felt myself as if flung forth and plunging downward like a diver.
Antoine de Saint-ExupéryTags: stars french allegory sky wind sand
I follow suit, said the lion,
vacating his coat of arms
and movie logos; and the eagle said,
Get me off this flag.
Tags: animals morals allegory parable humans
a thing may happen and be a total lie; another thing may not happen and be truer then the truth
Leah WilsonI cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done so since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence. I much prefer history – true or feigned– with its varied applicability to the thought and experience of readers. I think that many confuse applicability with allegory, but the one resides in the freedom of the reader, and the other in the purposed domination of the author.
J.R.R. TolkienTags: books literature allegory
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