“When our life is a continuous trial, the moments of respite seem only to substitute the heaviness of dread for the heaviness of actual suffering; the curtain of cloud seems parted an instant only that we may measure all its horror as it hangs low, black, and imminent, in contrast with the transient brightness; the waterdrops that visit the parched lips in the desert bear with them only the keen imagination of thirst.” LifeMayMomentsSeemsLife IsSufferingBlackImaginationOur LivesBearsHorrorLowsLipsCloudsTrialsDesertInstantSubstitutesContrastDreadThirstCurtainsBrightnessTransientHeavinessRespite Book:Silas Marner and Scenes of Clerical Life Source: Silas Marner and Scenes of Clerical Life
“For wisdom is the property of the dead, A something incompatible with life; and power, Like everything that has the stain of blood, A property of the living; but no stain Can come upon the visage of the moon When it has looked in glory from a cloud.” LifeWisdomBloodMoonGloryPropertyCloudsStains Book:The Collected Works of W. B. Yeats: Volume I: The Poems, 2nd Edition Source: The Collected Works of W. B. Yeats: Volume I: The Poems, 2nd Edition