LITTLE birds of the night Aye, they have much to tell Perching there in rows Blinking at me with their serious eyes Recounting of flowers they have seen and loved Of meadows and groves of the distance And pale sands at the foot of the sea And breezes that fly in the leaves. They are… Continue reading Stephen Crane
I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. I will not waste my days trying to prolong them. I will use my time. — Jack London
One viewed the existence of man then as a marvel, and conceded a glamour of wonder to these lice which were caused to cling to a whirling, fire-smote, ice-locked, disease-stricken, space-lost bulb. ― Stephen Crane, from “The Blue Hotel.” Short story published serially in Collier’s Weekly (Nov. 26-Dec. 3, 1898), and then in the collection… Continue reading Stephen Crane
But you will never realize that an incident which filled but a degree in the circle of your thoughts covered the whole circumference of mine. No person can see exactly what and where another’s horizon is. — Thomas Hardy, Two on a Tower. (Hesperides Press November 12, 2006) Originally published 1882
‘Pray do not interrupt me,’ he wrote. ‘I am smiling.’ ― Jack London, The Sea Wolf. (Alan Rodgers Books June 1, 2005) Originally published 1904.
It appeared that the swift wings of their desires would have shattered against the iron gates of the impossible. — Stephen Crane, The Red Badge of Courage ( Prestwick House Inc. , 2004; first published 1895)
Perhaps an individual must consider his own death to be the final phenomenon of nature. ― Stephen Crane, from “The Open Boat,” The Open Boat and Other Stories. (Dover Publications; English Language edition May 12, 1993) Originally published 1898.