“You may well ask why I write. And yet my reasons are quite many. For it is not unusual in human beings who have witnessed the sack of a city or the falling to pieces of a people to set down what they have witnessed for the benefit of unknown heirs or of generations infinitely remote; or, if you please, just to get the sight out of their heads.” PeopleIfsWritingHumansWellsMayReasonFallAsksHuman BeingsCitiesPiecesGenerationsPleaseBenefitsSightUnusualHeirsFalling To Pieces Book:The Bodley Head Ford Madox Ford: The good soldier. Selected memories. Poems Source: The Bodley Head Ford Madox Ford: The good soldier. Selected memories. Poems
“I started to see human beings as little lonesome, water based, pink meat, life forms pushing air through themselves and making noises that the other little pieces of meat seemed to understand. I was thinking to myself, 'There's five billion people here but we've never been more isolated.' The only result of the aggressive individualism we pursue is that you lose sight of your compassion and we go to bed at night thinking, 'Is this all there is?' because we don't feel fulfilled.” PeopleThinkingFeelsHumansLittlesFormNightWaterLosesHuman BeingsResultsCompassionFivePiecesAirBedSightBillionsNoisePursueMeatPushingAggressiveIndividualismIsolatedFulfilledLonesomeNight Thinking Author:Devin Townsend
“A good-looking piece of scenery anywhere delights the eye and elevates the spirits. Some of us, crude creatures that we are, are merely excited; finer souls draw ethical and spiritual nutrients from the sight.” SoulEyeSpiritualSpiritPiecesCreaturesDrawsSightDelightExcitedEthicalLooking GoodCrudeSceneryNutrients Author:Barbara Holland
“Every piece of writing starts from what I call a grit a sight or sound, a sentence or happening that does not pass away but quite inexplicably lodges in the mind.” WritingMindDoeSoundPiecesHappeningsSightSentencesGritPassing AwayLodges Author:Rumer Godden
“Some people are like ants. Give them a warm day and a piece of ground and they start digging. There the similarity ends. Ants keepon digging. Most people don't. They establish contact with the soil, absorb so much vernal vigor that they can't stay in one place, and desert the fork or spade to see how the rhubarb is coming and whether the asparagus is yet in sight.” PeopleGivingEndsPiecesSightWarmContactDesertSoilHumankindInsectsAntsDiggingSimilarityForksVigorSpadesAsparagus Author:Hal Borland
“. . . what a burning shame it is that many of the pieces on the subject of slavery and the slave trade, contained in different school books, have been lost sight of, or been subject to the pruning knife of the slaveholding expurgatorial system!” Has BeensBookDifferentSchoolLostPiecesSubjectsSightShameSlaveryTradeSlaveBurningKnivesSlave TradePruning Author:Robert Purvis