“With smoking axle hot with speed, with steeds of fire and steam, Wide-waked To-day leaves Yesterday behind him like a dream. Still, from the hurrying train of Life, fly backward far and fast The milestones of the fathers, the landmarks of the past. But human hearts remain unchanged: the sorrow and the sin, The loves and hopes and fears of old, are to our own akin; And if, in tales our fathers told, the songs our mothers sung, Tradition wears a snowy beard, Romance is always young.” IfsHumansHeartStillsDreamPastRomanceYoungMotherSongFatherSinBehindsFireSorrowTraditionHotTrainWideSpeedYesterdayTalesSmokingHuman HeartOur FatherBeardSteamMilestoneHurryingLandmarksHopes And FearsHope And LoveSnowy Book:Narrative and Legendary Poems, Complete Volume I., the Works of Whittier Source: Narrative and Legendary Poems, Complete Volume I., the Works of Whittier
“For who can wonder that man should feel a vague belief in tales of disembodied spirits wandering through those places which they once dearly affected, when he himself, scarcely less separated from his old world than they, is for ever lingering upon past emotions and bygone times, and hovering, the ghost of his former self, about the places and people that warmed his heart of old?” PeopleMenWorldFeelsShouldHeartSelfPastSpiritBeliefEmotionWonderGhostTalesWanderFormerAffectedVagueSpookyOld WorldLingeringHovering Book:The Mystery of Edwin Drood and Other Stories Source: The Mystery of Edwin Drood and Other Stories
“Christina Baker Kline writes exquisitely about two unlikely friends—one, a 91-year-old survivor of the grinding poverty of rural Ireland, immigrant New York and the hardscrabble Midwest; and the other, a casualty of a string of foster homes—each struggling to transcend a past of isolation and hardship. Orphan Train will hold you in its grip as their fascinating tales unfold.” WritingYearsTwoHomePastPovertyStruggleNew YorkTrainTalesIsolationFascinatingImmigrantsStringsHardshipSurvivorIrelandUnlikelyOrphanCasualtiesBakersMidwestChristina Author:Cathy Marie Buchanan
“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
“In the past, love for me has always meant forever, and sure, you still nurse some of those fantasies, but I don't try to force it anymore. I hung on to my fairy-tale ideals for a long time. But where I am now, what I've been through, there are no rules. There are lots of ways it can turn out.” WayTryingYearsKindLongStillsDifferentPastTurnsForceFantasyForeverLong TimeIdealsTalesFairyJust OneNurseDifferent KindsFairy TaleHungPast Love Author:Jennifer Lopez
“Childhood is less clear to me than to many people: when it ended I turned my face away from it for no reason that I know about, certainly without the usual reason of unhappy memories. For many years that worried me, but then I discovered that the tales of former children are seldom to be trusted. Some people supply too many past victories or pleasures with which to comfort themselves, and other people cling to pains, real and imagined, to excuse what they have become.” PeopleKnowsYearsChildrenRealReasonPainPastFacesMemoriesPleasureClearChildhoodVictoryComfortExcuseUnhappyTalesFormerWorriedNo ReasonUsualTrustedHappy Memories Author:Lillian Hellman