Skyline Promenades: A PotpourriA. A. Knopf, 1925 - 255 pages |
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Page 234 - We walked in the evening in Greenwich park. He asked me, I suppose, by way of trying my disposition, " Is not this very fine?" Having no exquisite relish of the beauties of nature, and being more delighted with " the busy hum of men," I answered " Yes, sir ; but not equal to Fleet-street." JOHNSON. "You are right, sir.
Page 171 - Hardly a man takes a half hour's nap after dinner but when he wakes he holds up his head and asks, "What's the news?
Page 197 - Leave, oh, leave me to my repose !" I have just now other business in hand, which would seem idle to you, but is with me " very stuff o
Page 49 - He who knows the most ; he who knows what sweets and virtues are in the ground, the waters, the plants, the heavens, and how to come at these enchantments, — is the rich and royal man.
Page 171 - How many a poor immortal soul have I met well-nigh crushed and smothered under its load, creeping down the road of life, pushing before it a barn seventy-five feet by forty, its Augean stables never cleansed, and one hundred acres of land, tillage, mowing, pasture, and wood-lot.
Page 187 - There is nothing truly beautiful but that which can never be of any use whatever; everything useful is ugly, for it is the expression of some need, and man's needs are ignoble and disgusting like his own poor and infirm nature.
Page 171 - I see young men, my townsmen, whose misfortune it is to have inherited farms, houses, barns, cattle, and farming tools; for these are more easily acquired than got rid of. Better if they had been born in the open pasture and suckled by a wolf, that they might have seen with clearer eyes what field they were called to labor in. "Who made them serfs of the soil...
Page 8 - restore me to my brethren, that I may tell them that they come not into this place of torment.
Page 240 - The head monkey at Paris puts on a traveller's cap, and all the monkeys in America do the same.