“She fed him scraps from her ragbag because words were all that were left now. Perhaps he could use them to pay the ferryman. Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold. The world is charged with the grandeur of God. Full fathom five thy father lies. Little lamb, who made thee? Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie. On that best portion of a good man's life, his little nameless unremembered acts of kindness and of love. Farther and farther, all the birds of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire. The air rippled and shimmered. Time narrowed to a pinpoint. It was about to happen. Because the Holy Ghost over the bent world broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.” BeautifulDeathQuotesDyingWilliam ShakespeareLiterary QuotesWilliam BlakeJohn KeatsA God In RuinsKate AtkinsonGerard Manley HopkinsWilliam WordsworthLiterary AllusionsEdward Thomas Book:A God in Ruins Source: A God in Ruins
“This responsiveness had nothing to do with that flabby impressionability which is dignified under the name of the “creative temperament”—it was an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely I shall ever find again.” HopeJazz Age StoriesLiterary AllusionsCreative Temperament Book:The Great Gatsby Source: The Great Gatsby
“Amelia envisaged that between York and the royal-infested Scottish Highlands there was a grimy wasteland of derelict cranes and abandoned mills and betrayed, yet still staunch, people. Oh and moorland, of course, vast tracts of brooding landscape under lowering skies, and across this heath strode brooding, lowering men intent on reaching their ancestral houses, where they were going to fling open doors and castigate orphaned yet resolute governesses. Or — preferably — the brooding, lowering men were on horseback, black horses with huge muscled haunches, glistening with sweat —” HumorFantasyScotlandGothic RomanceJane EyreYorkHeathLiterary Allusions Book:Case Histories Source: Case Histories