young man

He exhibited no very marked peculiarities
up to this time to distinguish him from other youths;
but just grew into the conglomerate mass of good, bad
and indifferent qualities which go to make up the ordinary
flesh-and-blood boy--brimful of mischief and
impatient of restraint.
I'll show you that I am well nourished and strong,
ill-bred. I know that I did business with the court.
But what shall I conceive?
He knows that the young prince's Inducements
do not give someone else's ear.
I am not fond of the long trudge considerations,
I Devise its intentions in the depths of the spirit;
And do not care for the obstacles
that I term inhibited explosion.
No... apparently nobody noticed that incident.
But about his political speech,
and the uproar he's making on the Bowery.
They say
the streets were blocked for an hour
... the police couldn't clear them.
To avoid remedies so salutary as yours
is to be a great enemy to oneself.
Beauty is a vanity whose value is questionable, a
varnish disappears suddenly, a flower that dies
when it starts to bloom, a fragile glass that breaks into a
moment, a dubious vanity, varnish, glass, a flower, lost,
broken, dead within an hour.

your volubility

What makes one use such a roundabout, twisted way of saying anything
when he becomes a principal?
I was far from smiling.
For as the Sweetness of a Kernel is uncomatable, but by the Fracture of its Shell,
so is the Beauty of a Mystery altogether hid, till the Expounder has riddlemayreed
the Propounder's Problem, and render'd it obvious to the meanest Capacity.
How shall I conduct myself towards such a man?
PUT ME INTO THAT SHAPE.
It can easily be understood that a large share of the beauty
of making these household furnishings lies in the colour.
Indeed, half the beauty of the rug may lie in the fringing and finish.
Did I hunger for Jimsy's supreme gift of adaptability?
I raised my gold-rimmed glasses and settled them under arching brows,
while the society smile faded quite away.
You open the page of history, and find it bloated with tears and blood.
It is full of robberies, massacres, and murders.
The importance of beginning well--
Yes, she was sure now.
I now prepared to return home; a whippoorwill tuned its nightly song at a little distance;
but the sound, late so cheerful and sprightly, now passed heavily over our hearts.

endings

Here drawing his sword, Durendal, which signifies a hard blow, a sword of exquisite workmanship,
fine temper, and resplendent brightness, which he would sooner have lost his arm than parted with,
as he held it in his hand, regarding it earnestly, addressed it in these words:
"O sword of unparalleled brightness, excellent dimensions, admirable temper,
and hilt of the whitest ivory, decorated with a splendid cross of gold,
topped by a berylline apple, engraved with the sacred name of God,
endued with keenness and every other virtue, who now shall wield thee in battle?
who shall call thee master? He that possessed thee was never conquered,
never daunted at the foe; phantoms never appalled him. Aided by Omnipotence,
with thee did he destroy the Saracen, exalt the faith of Christ, and acquire consummate glory.
Oft hast thou vindicated the blood of Jesus, against Pagans, Jews, and heretics;
oft hewed off the hand and foot of the robber, fulfilling divine justice.
O happy sword, keenest of the keen; never was one like thee!
He that made thee, made not thy fellow! Not one escaped with life from thy stroke!
If the slothful timid soldier should now possess thee, or the base Saracen,
my grief would be unspeakable! Thus, then, do I prevent thy falling into their hands."--
He then struck the block of marble thrice, which cleft it in the midst,
and broke the sword in twain.

It seemed a harmless game, and we did not suspect that in a more serious form
its fascinations were insidiously rooting themselves in our own lives.

'As you may suppose, this was not easy, as my ugliness was such that no one
would look at me a second time. My nurse and I were almost in despair,
as my fifteenth birthday was drawing near, and I had never so much as spoken to a man.
At last we received a visit from the wizard, who told us what had happened at court,
and your story, bidding me to put myself in your way when you had lost all hope,
and offer to save you if you would consent to marry me.
'That is my history, and now you must beg the king to send messengers at once to Granada,
to inform my father of our marriage, and I _think_,' she added with a smile,
'that he will not refuse us his blessing.'

The boy agreed, and the Squirrel took him back to his own wigwam,
where he filled the little fellow's bag with nuts from his pile.
"These," said he, "are all lucky nuts, and if you put one of them in your pouch
when you go out to hunt, you will surely kill a Bear!"
This the boy did, and to the great joy of the poor old folks he became a famous hunter,
so that from that time on they never wanted meat in their lodge.
Do not harm your weaker brothers, for even a little Squirrel may be the bearer
of good fortune!

Too weary and faint, too sick at heart and exhausted in body to observe
the unaccustomed signs of human presence around her dwelling,
the poor woman dragged herself to the door, and opened it.
The gun she still held in her hand fell rattling to the floor, and,
with eyes wildly opened, she gazed bewildered at the spectacle.
The blazing fire, the set table, the food on the hearthstone, the smiling children,
the two men! She passed her hands across her eyes as one waking from sleep.
Was she dreaming? Was this cabin the miserable hut she had left at daybreak?
Was that the same fireplace in front of whose cold and cheerless recess
she had crouched the night before? And were those two strangers there men,
or were they angels? Was what she saw real, or was it only a fevered vision born of her weakness?

Third, _the romantic, the unique, and the impossible are interesting.
_A new discovery, a new invention, a people of which little is known,--anything new is interesting.
The stories of Rider Haggard and Jules Verne have been popular because they deal with things
which eye hath not seen. This peculiar trait of man allows him to relish a good fish story,
or the latest news from the sea-serpent. Just for the same reason, children love to hear
of Little Red Riding Hood and Cinderella. Children and their parents are equally interested
in those things which are entirely outside of their own experience.

lid of a box

LETITIA. [In great agitation.] I'll go home right now and see to him! [Exit.]
It was magnificent to see her adjust his sling.
Her colossal vanity triumphed over her natural astuteness.
When he was gone she still stood there, her chin on her breast--she who cared for nothing,
believed in nothing--with the sound in her ears of cheering, of hurrying feet, and voices;
stood, in the centre of a pattern made by fragments of the torn-up notes,
staring out into the moonlight, seeing, not this hated room and the hated square outside,
but a German orchard, and herself, a little girl, plucking apples, a big dog beside her;
a hundred other pictures, too, such as the drowning see.
Put the forefinger of your right hand through the leading reins, and the third finger
between the wheel reins, feel your wheel horses' mouths lightly,
take your near side reins a little shorter than your off,
so that in case your horses attempt to start before you are properly seated,
you have the reins all of the same length, and, being properly separated,
you can put them into your left hand as quickly as possible,
and at once have your horses under control; this will, if attended to,
always prevent accidents.
There's nothing I'm afraid of like scared people.
For here the water presents gorgeous, plastic color, alternating blue and gold.
Between the grey of the rocks and the green of the grass there was a fringe of sea-pinks.
I had a strange dream that night after the fire, which made a lasting impression upon me.
Barracks Isle was a green expanse, flat as a table, and covered with the short grass
that grows by the sea. At high tide it was surrounded by water, but when the tide was low,
it rested on great grey, rugged rocks, as the lid of a box rests upon its sides.
Between the grey of the rocks and the green of the grass there was a fringe of sea-pinks.
That night I dreamt that I was under Barracks Isle, and it was a great bare cave,
not very high, and lighted by torches which people held in their hands.
Between the grey of the rocks and the green of the grass there was a fringe of sea-pinks.
There were a number of people, and they were all members of my own family,
ancestors in the dresses of their day, distant relations -- numbers of strange people
whom I had never heard of; as well as my own father and mother, brothers.
Between the grey of the rocks and the green of the grass there was a fringe of sea-pinks.
I knew I was under Barracks Isle, but I knew also that it was the dark space
beneath the stage of a theatre. When I entered, the rest of my family were already assembled;
but they none of them spoke to each other, and the doors kept opening and shutting,
and the people seemed to melt away, until at last only three or four remained, and they were just going.
Between the grey of the rocks and the green of the grass there was a fringe of sea-pinks.
I saw the shine on the paint of the door-posts, and the smoke of the torches, as they let themselves out.
Then they had all gone, and left me alone in a cave full of smoke. Vainly I struggled to follow them,
the doors were fast, the smoke was smothering me, and in the agony of a last effort to escape I awoke.
That's the way I came to be so courageous.