“Though our smoke may hide the Heavens from your eyes, It will vanish and the stars will shine again, Because, for all our power and weight and size, We are nothing more than children of your brain!” MayChildrenEyeHeavenStarsBrainWeightShiningSizeSmoke Book:Delphi Complete Works of Rudyard Kipling (Illustrated) Source: Delphi Complete Works of Rudyard Kipling (Illustrated)
“Ye who amid this feverish world would wear A body free of pain, of cares a mind, Fly the rank city, shun its turbid air; Breathe not the chaos of eternal smoke And volatile corruption, from the dead, The dying, sickening, and the living world Exhal'd, to sully heaven's transparent dome With dim mortality.” WorldMindBodyCarePainHeavenCitiesAirDyingEternalChaosCorruptionBreatheSmokeMortalityTransparentDomes Book:The Poems of Armstrong and Johnson Source: The Poems of Armstrong and Johnson
“My approach to newspapers was based on the idea that when you looked at the front page you said: 'Good heavens', when you looked at the middle page you said: 'Holy smoke', and by the time you got to the back pagewell, I'd have to utter a profanity to show how exciting it was.” SaidIdeasShowsHeavenMiddleFrontsHolyApproachPagesExcitingNewspapersSmokeProfanity Author:Arthur Christiansen