“So death obscures your gentle form, So memory strives to make the darkness bright; And, in that heap of rocks, your body lies, Part of the island till the planet ends, My gentle comrade, beautiful and wise, Part of this crag this bitter surge offends, While I, who pass, a little obscure thing, War with this force, and breathe, and am its king.” LittlesWarEndsBodyBeautifulFormLyingForceMemoriesDarknessWiseRocksPlanetsKingsStriveBreatheYour BodyBitterGentleIslandsObscureStrifeComrade Book:Letters to Margaret Bridges (1915-1919) Source: Letters to Margaret Bridges (1915-1919)
“In violent and chaotic times such as these, our only chance for survival lies in creating our own little islands of sanity and order, in making little havens of our homes.” LittlesHomeLyingOrderWomenChanceHavensCreatingSurvivalViolentIslandsSanityChaotic Book:Falling Bodies Source: Falling Bodies
“Once we were happy in our own country and we were seldom hungry, for then the two-leggeds and the four-leggeds lived together like relatives, and there was plenty for them and for us. But the Wasichus came, and they have made little islands for us and other little islands for the four-leggeds, and always these islands are becoming smaller, for around them surges the gnawing flood of the Wasichu; and it is dirty with lies and greed.” LittlesMadeTwoCountryTogetherLyingAnimalFourBecomingCreaturesGreedHungryPlentyDirtyIslandsFlood Author:Black Elk
“If we assiduously cultivate our powers of exaggeration, perhaps we, too, shall obtain the Paradise of Liars. And there Raphael shall paint for us scores and scores of his manifestly impossible pictures... and Shakespeare will lie to us of fabulous islands far past 'the still-vex'd Bermoothes,' and bring us fresh tales from the coast of Bohemia. For no one will speak the truth there, and we shall all be perfectly happy.” IfsStillsPastLyingSpeakImpossiblePaintTalesIslandsParadiseScoreLiarsCoastFabulousExaggerationSpeak The TruthRaphaelVexBohemia Author:James Branch Cabell
“We shall not read it for its sociological insights, which are non-existent, nor as science fiction, because it has a general air of implausibility; but there is one high poetic fancy in the New Atlantis that stays in the mind after all its fancies and inventions have been forgotten. In the New Atlantis, an island kingdom lying in very distant seas, the only commodity of external trade is light: Bacon's own special light, the light of understanding.” MindHas BeensLightLyingUnderstandingFictionAirSeaSpecialTradeScience FictionForgottenInsightInventionKingdomsIslandsFancyPoeticCommodityAtlantisSociological Author:Peter Medawar