 Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its...  The Metaphysical Magazine - Page 2911905Full view - About this book
 | Charles Brodie Patterson - 1906 - 266 pages
...can do all things; for no ideal can enter His mind to which He can not give expression. "Life it 6 train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we...prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world in their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus. From the mountain you see the mountain.... | |
 | Irving Babbitt - 1906 - 24 pages
...undistinguishable from that of the impressionist. " I would write on the lintels of my doorpost, whim." " Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion." " Life is a flux of moods." But he is careful to add that "there is that in us which changes not and which ranks... | |
 | Irving Babbitt - 1912 - 452 pages
...indistinguishable from that of the impressionist. "T would write on the lintels of my doorpost, whim." " Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion." "Life is a flux of moods." But he is careful to add that " there is that in us which changes not and which ranks... | |
 | Edward Mott Woolley - 1913 - 300 pages
...world know of men's secrets! Things are not what they seem. It was Emerson, I believe, who said that "dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion." I liked to read Emerson once, but now I find him too mournfully pessimistic. Still, he makes us see... | |
 | Frank Jenners Wilstach - 1916 - 540 pages
...game much; but I like to play my cards well, and see what will be the end of it. — GEORGE ELIOT. Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and...own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus. — EMERSON. Man's life is like unto a winter's day, Some break their fast and so depart away, Others... | |
 | Henry David Gray - 1917 - 124 pages
...mix their own structure with all they report of" (VI, 295). "Souls never touch their objects. . . . Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. ..." There are moods in which we court suffering, in the hope that here at least we shall find reality"... | |
 | Perriton Maxwell - 1921 - 344 pages
...impersonal but genuine. "You have stopped dreaming," I charged. "Why?" some pat truism. Presently it came. " 'Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. ' " "That's what a dead man wrote long ago," I said roughly. "I want your answer in your own words.... | |
 | Brian Brown - 1924 - 356 pages
...your head, but you may prevent them from stopping to build their nests there." — From the Chinese. "Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-coloured lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus.... | |
 | Friedrich Schönemann - 1925 - 140 pages
...scepticism, and a sleep within a sleep", und an einer andern Stelle desselben Essays heißt es 3): „Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to Illusion. Life is a chain of moods like a string of beads." Wir fanden eine ähnliche Ansicht bereits bei Carlyle, z. B.... | |
 | Sophia Cleugh - 1924 - 494 pages
...SOMETHING OF EVERYTHING: AND SHOWS MATILDA IN AN ENTIRELY NEW SET OF CIRCUMSTANCES Emerson tells us — dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life being merely, therefore, as he goes on to say, a train of moods, something like a many-beaded string,... | |
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