Nana
Ever since this morning people have been dreeing me with Nana. I've met more than twenty people, and it's Nana here and Nana there! What do I know? Am I acquainted with all the light ladies in Paris? Nana is an invention of Bordenave's! It must be a fine one!"
Narrative of the Captivity and Restoration of Mrs. Mary Rowlandson
Well hey, it was a little rougher in New England than they get credit for.
Narrative Of The Life Of Frederick Douglass
My master's family consisted of two sons, Andrew and Richard; one daughter, Lucretia, and her
hus- band, Captain Thomas Auld. They lived in one house, upon the home plantation of Colonel
Edward Lloyd. My master was Colonel Lloyd's clerk and superintendent. He was what might be called
the overseer of the overseers. I spent two years of child- hood on this plantation in my old
master's family.
Nature; Adresses, and Lectures
Under the general name of Commodity, I rank all those advantages which our senses owe to nature.
This, of course, is a benefit which is temporary and mediate, not ultimate, like its service to the
soul. Yet although low, it is perfect in its kind, and is the only use of nature which all men
apprehend. The misery of man appears like childish petulance, when we explore the steady and
prodigal provision that has been made for his support and delight
NEVER AGAIN!
Never again must this Thing happen. The time has come -- if the human race does not wish to
destroy itself in its own madness -- for men to make up their minds as to what they will do in the
future; for now indeed is it true that we are come to the cross-roads, we stand at the Parting of
the Ways.--by Edward Carpenter
New Chronicles of Rebecca
The "Sawyer girls'" barn still had its haymow in Rebecca's time, although the hay was a dozen years
old or more, and, in the opinion of the occasional visiting horse, sadly juiceless and wanting in flavor.
It still sheltered, too, old Deacon Israel Sawyer's carryall and mowing-machine, with his pung, his
sleigh, and a dozen other survivals of an earlier era
New Grub Street
And as to living up at the very top, why, there were distinct advantages--as so many people of moderate income are nowadays
hastening to discover. The noise from the street was diminished at this height; no possible tramplers could establish
themselves above your head; the air was bound to be purer than that of inferior strata; finally, one had the flat roof whereon to
sit or expatiate in sunny weather.--by George Gissing
New Poems
I HAVE heard that hysterical women say/
They are sick of the palette and fiddle-bow./Of poets that are always gay,/For everybody knows or else should know/That if nothing drastic is done/Aeroplane and Zeppelin will come out./Pitch like King Billy bomb-balls in/Until the town lie beaten flat.
New Thought Pastels
And if pretension for a time deceive,/And prove me one too ready to believe,/Far less my shame, than if by stubborn act,/I brand as lie, some great colossal Fact./
New York
We have no desire to exaggerate, or to color beyond their claims, the importance of the towns of Manhattan. No one can better understand the vast chasm which still exists between London and New York, and how much the latter has to achieve before she can lay claim to be the counterpart of that metropolis of Christendom. It is not so much our intention to dilate on existing facts, as to offer a general picture
News From Nowhere, or, An Epoch of Rest
"Well, then, property quarrels being no longer possible, what remains in these matters that a court of law could deal with? Fancy a court for enforcing a contract of passion or sentiment! If such a thing were needed as a _reductio ad absurdum_ of the enforcement of contract, such a folly would do that for us."
Nicholas Nickleby
Snow Hill! What kind of place can the quiet townspeople who see the words emblazoned, in all the legibility of gilt letters and dark shading, on the north-country coaches, take Snow Hill to be? All people have some undefined and shadowy notion of a place whose name is frequently before their eyes, or often in their ears.
Nick Carter, Detective: The Solution of a Remarkable Case
One of the stones, with which the floor was paved, had settled down nearly five feet, leaving an opening quite large enough to admit him, and when he flashed his light along, the underground gallery that he saw, he discovered that it led toward the street, and was, without doubt, the secret entrance for which he had been searching. --by "a celebrated author"
Nicomachean Ethics
The Good, and how to get there.
Nietzsche
For a while he lived with his sister, and projected with her great schemes for a kind of monastic seminary, wherein a few noble spirits, dissatisfied with the world and, needless to add, devoted to himself, should dwell together and from their studious seclusion pour out a stream of philosophy to regenerate society. After his sister left him -- they parted not on the best of terms -- he passed his time in Italy and Switzerland. --by Paul Elmer More
Night and Day
London, in the first days of spring, has buds that open and flowers that suddenly shake their petals--white,
purple, or crimson--in competition with the display in the garden beds, although these city flowers are merely so
many doors flung wide in Bond Street and the neighborhood, inviting you to look at a picture, or hear a symphony,
or merely crowd and crush yourself among all sorts of vocal, excitable, brightly colored human beings.
Nightmare Abbey
But when Marionetta hinted that she was to leave the Abbey immediately, Scythrop snatched
from its repository his ancestor's skull, filled it with Madeira, and presenting himself before Mr Glowry,
threatened to drink off the contents if Mr Glowry did not immediately promise that Marionetta should not
be taken from the Abbey without her own consent.
Nine Short Essays
Perhaps the most curious and interesting phrase ever put into a public document is "the pursuit of happiness." It is declared to be an inalienable right. It cannot be sold. It cannot be given away. It is doubtful if it could be left by will.
No Thoroughfare
In a court-yard in the City of London, which was No Thoroughfare either for vehicles or foot-passengers; a
court-yard diverging from a steep, a slippery, and a winding street connecting Tower Street with the Middlesex
shore of the Thames; stood the place of business of Wilding & Co., Wine Merchants. -- With Wilkie Collins
NO TIME FOR MURDER
The girl's face was turned upward from Cranston's shoulder and since her eyes were closed he had a chance to study her features without being impolite. It was a nice face, winning in its oval shape, with a slightly dark complexion that harmonized with the brown hair beneath the dangling, blue hat. An attractive face that would be even prettier with soulful eyes, particularly if brown; factors which were still in doubt.
No Wit, No Help like a Woman's
WEATHERWISE /
Marry, sir, I'll give it out abroad that I have lain with the widow myself, as 'tis the fashion of many a gallant to disgrace his new mistress when he cannot have his will of her, and lie with her name in every tavern, though he ne'er came within a yard of her person; so I, being a gentleman, may say as much in that kind as a gallant: I am as free by my father's copy.
North America, V. 1
It must be understood that Baltimore is the commercial capital of Maryland, whereas Annapolis is the seat of government and the legislature--or is, in other terms, the political capital. Baltimore is a city containing 230,000 inhabitants, and is considered to have as strong and perhaps as violent a mob as any city in the Union. Of the above number 30,000 are negroes and 2000 are slaves--OK, he did other states too; by Anthony Trolloppe
North America, V. II
As regards the third point, Washington, from the lie of the land, can hardly have been said to be centrical at any time. Owing to the irregularities of the coast it is not easy of access by railways from different sides. Baltimore would have been far better. But as far as we can now see, and as well as we can now judge, Washington will soon be on the borders of the nation to which it belongs--by Anthony Trollope
North of Boston
He moves in darkness as it seems to me,/Not of woods only and the shade of trees./He will not go behind his father's saying,/And he likes having thought of it so well/He says again, "Good fences make good neighbours."
Northanger Abbey
THIS little work was finished in the year 1803, and intended for immediate publication. It was disposed of to a bookseller, it was even advertised, and why the business proceeded no farther, the author has never been able to learn. That any bookseller should think it worth-while to purchase what he did not think it worth-while to publish seems extraordinary.
Nostromo
IN THE time of Spanish rule, and for many years afterwards, the town of Sulaco--the luxuriant beauty of the orange gardens bears witness to its antiquity--had never been commercially anything more important than a coasting port with a fairly large local trade in ox-hides and indigo.
Notes from the Underground
I am a sick man. ... I am a spiteful man. I am an unattractive man. I believe my liver is diseased. However, I know
nothing at all about my disease, and do not know for certain what ails me. I don't consult a doctor for it, and
never have, though I have a respect for medicine and doctors.
Notes of a War Correspondent
I am going to try to describe some kits and outfits I have seen used in different parts of the world by travellers and explorers, and in different campaigns by army officers and war correspondents. Among the articles, the reader may learn of some new thing which, when next he goes hunting, fishing, or exploring, he can adapt to his own uses. That is my hope, but I am sceptical.
Noto, An Unexplored Corner of Japan
Toward the middle of the afternoon we reached a part of the coast locally famous or infamous, for the two were one; a stretch of some miles where the mountains made no apology for falling abruptly into the sea. Sheer for several hundred feet, the shore is here unscalable. Nor did it use to be possible to go round by land, for the cliffs are merely the ends of mountain-chains, themselves utterly wild and tractless.--by Percival Lowell
Novel and The Common School
The other test of popular education is in the kind of reading sought and enjoyed by the majority of the American people. As the greater part of this reading is admitted to be fiction, we have before us the relation of the novel to the common school. As the common school is our universal method of education, and the novels most in demand are those least worthy to be read, we may consider this subject in two aspects
Novel Notes
"It is a terribly sad reflection," remarked MacShaughnassy, musingly; "but what a desperately dull place this earth would be if it were not for our friends the bad people. Do you know," he continued, "when I hear of folks going about the world trying to reform everybody and make them good, I get positively nervous. Once do away with sin, and literature will become a thing of the past. Without the criminal classes we authors would starve."
Number Seventeen
"Mr. Furneaux and I have the inquiry in hand, Mr. Theydon," the detective was saying. "We called at your flat, and Bates told us of the sounds you both heard about 11:30 last night. I'm afraid we have rather upset you by coming here, but Bates was unable to say what time you would return home -- by Louis Tracy
Ode on a Grecian Urn and Other Poems
O soft embalmer of the still midnight,/Shutting, with careful fingers and benign,/Our gloom-pleas'd eyes, embower'd from the light,/Enshaded in forgetfulness divine:/O soothest Sleep! if so it please thee, close
Oedipus at Colonus
Child of an old blind sire, Antigone,/What region, say, whose city have we reached?/Who will provide today with scanted dole/This wanderer? 'Tis little that he craves
Oedipus Rex
Though I don't care for most criticism, I've been looking for a copy of Freud's review of this one and Hamlet.
Of Human Bondage
HE SAW her then every day. He began going to lunch at the shop, but Mildred stopped him: she said it
made the girls talk; so he had to content himself with tea; but he always waited about to walk with her to
the station; and once or twice a week they dined together. He gave her little presents, a gold bangle,
gloves, handkerchiefs, and the like. He was spending more than he could afford, but he could not help it:
Off on a Comet or Hector Servadac
Composed of mud and loose stones, and covered with a thatch of turf and straw, known to the natives
by the name of "driss," the gourbi, though a grade better than the tents of the nomad Arabs, was yet
far inferior to any habitation built of brick or stone. It adjoined an old stone hostelry, previously
occupied by a detachment of engineers
Oh Pioneers!
A classic by one of William Faulkner's favorite authors.
Okewood of the Secret Service
Detective fiction by author Valetine Williams.
Old Applejoy's Ghost
Still rapt in reverie he passed up the stairs and into the chamber where his grandson slept. There lay the old man, his eyelids as tightly closed as if there had been money underneath them. The ghost of old Applejoy stood by his bedside. -- By Frank R. Stockton
Old Christmas
. Here he is generally surrounded by an admiring throng of hostlers, stable-boys, shoe-blacks, and those nameless hangers-on that infest inns and taverns, and run errands, and do all kinds of odd jobs, for the privilege of battening on the drippings of the kitchen and the leakage of the tap-room. These all look up to him as to an oracle; treasure up his cant phrases--by Washington Irving
Oliver Twist
Fagin and co.
ON DREAMS
WE must, in the next place, investigate the subject of the dream, and first inquire to which of the faculties of the soul it presents itself, i.e. whether the affection is one which pertains to the faculty of intelligence or to that of sense-perception; for these are the only faculties within us by which we acquire knowledge.
ON GENERATION AND CORRUPTION
Further, we are to study growth and 'alteration'. We must inquire what each of them is; and whether 'alteration' is to be identified with coming-to-be, or whether to these different names there correspond two separate processes with distinct natures.
On Heroes, Hero-Worship, and the Heroic in History
A large topic; indeed, an illimitable one; wide as Universal History itself. For, as I take it, Universal History, the history of what man has accomplished in this world, is at bottom the History of the Great Men who have worked here. -- Thomas Carlyle
On Horseback
The Professor and the Friend of Humanity were about starting on a journey, across country southward, through regions about which the people of Abingdon could give little useful information. If the travelers had known the capacities and resources of the country, they would not have started without a supply train, or the establishment of bases of provisions in advance.
ON INTERPRETATION
Spoken words are the symbols of mental experience and written words are the symbols of spoken words. Just as all men have not the same writing, so all men have not the same speech sounds, but the mental experiences, which these directly symbolize, are the same for all, as also are those things of which our experiences are the images.
On Liberty
THE time, it is to be hoped, is gone by when any defence would be necessary of the "liberty of the press" as one of the securities against corrupt or tyrannical government. No argument, we may suppose, can now be needed, against permitting a legislature or an executive, not identified in interest with the people, to prescribe opinions to them, and determine what doctrines or what arguments they shall be allowed to hear. --by John Stuart Mill
ON LONGEVITY AND SHORTNESS OF LIFE
. Opposites destroy each other, and hence accidentally, by their destruction, whatsoever is attributed to them is destroyed. But no opposite in a real substance is accidentally destroyed, because real substance is not predicated of any subject. Hence a thing which has no opposite, or which is situated where it has no opposite, cannot be destroyed.
ON MEMORY AND REMINISCENCE
We must first form a true conception of these objects of memory, a point on which mistakes are often made. Now to remember the future is not possible, but this is an object of opinion or expectation (and indeed there might be actually a science of expectation, like that of divination, in which some believe); nor is there memory of the present, but only sense-perception.
ON PROPHESYING BY DREAMS
Yet the fact of our seeing no probable cause to account for such divination tends to inspire us with distrust. For, in addition to its further unreasonableness, it is absurd to combine the idea that the sender of such dreams should be God with the fact that those to whom he sends them are not the best and wisest, but merely commonplace persons.
ON SENSE AND THE SENSIBLE
But there are, besides these, certain other attributes, of which some are common to all living things, while others are peculiar to certain species of animals. The most important of these may be summed up in four pairs, viz. waking and sleeping, youth and old age, inhalation and exhalation, life and death. We must endeavour to arrive at a scientific conception of these, determining their respective natures, and the causes of their occurrence.
ON SLEEP AND SLEEPLESSNESS
WITH regard to sleep and waking, we must consider what they are: whether they are peculiar to soul or to body, or common to both; and if common, to what part of soul or body they appertain: further, from what cause it arises that they are attributes of animals, and whether all animals share in them both, or some partake of the one only, others of the other only, or some partake of neither and some of both.
ON SOPHISTICAL REFUTATIONS
First we must grasp the number of aims entertained by those who argue as competitors and rivals to the death. These are five in number, refutation, fallacy, paradox, solecism, and fifthly to reduce the opponent in the discussion to babbling-i.e. to constrain him to repeat himself a number of times: or it is to produce the appearance of each of these things without the reality.
On the Art of War-- Machiavelli
If I would want, therefore, to arrange (an army for) an engagement in imitation of the Romans, just as they had
two Legions, I would take two Battalions, and these having been deployed, the disposition of an entire Army
would be known: for by adding more people, nothing else is accomplished than to enlarge the organization.
ON THE GAIT OF ANIMALS
Now of animals which change their position some move with the whole body at once, for example jumping animals, others move one part first and then the other, for example walking (and running) animals. In both these changes the moving creature always changes its position by pressing against what lies below it.
ON THE GENERATION OF ANIMALS
THAT the male and the female are the principles of generation has been previously stated, as also what is their power and their essence. But why is it that one thing becomes and is male, another female? It is the business of our discussion as it proceeds to try and point out (1) that the sexes arise from Necessity and the first efficient cause, (2) from what sort of material they are formed.
ON THE HEAVENS
From one point of view it might seem impossible that the heaven should be one and unique, since in all formations and products whether of nature or of art we can distinguish the shape in itself and the shape in combination with matter. For instance the form of the sphere is one thing and the gold or bronze sphere another; the shape of the circle again is one thing, the bronze or wooden circle another.
On the Makaloa Mat
From over the lofty Koolau Mountains, vagrant wisps of the trade wind drifted, faintly swaying the great, unwhipped banana leaves, rustling the palms, and fluttering and setting up a whispering among the lace-leaved algaroba trees. Only intermittently did the atmosphere so breathe--for breathing it was, the suspiring of the languid, Hawaiian afternoon.
ON THE MOTION OF ANIMALS
Now in the world of sense too it is plainly impossible for movement to be initiated if there is nothing at rest, and before all else in our present subject- animal life. For if one of the parts of an animal be moved, another must be at rest, and this is the purpose of their joints; animals use joints like a centre, and the whole member, in which the joint is, becomes both one and two, both straight and bent, changing potentially and actually by reason of the joint.
On the Natural Faculties
...everything is in sympathy. According to Asclepiades, however, nothing is naturally in sympathy with anything else, all substance being divided and broken up into inharmonious elements and absurd "molecules." Necessarily, then, besides making countless other statements in opposition to plain fact, he was ignorant of Nature's faculties, both that attracting what is appropriate, and that expelling what is foreign. --by Galen
On the Nature of Things
But yet creation's neither crammed nor blocked/About by body: there's in things a void-/Which to have known will serve thee many a turn,/Nor will not leave thee wandering in doubt,/Forever searching in the sum of all --by Lucretius
ON THE PARTS OF ANIMALS
EVERY systematic science, the humblest and the noblest alike, seems to admit of two distinct kinds of proficiency; one of which may be properly called scientific knowledge of the subject, while the other is a kind of educational acquaintance with it. For an educated man should be able to form a fair off-hand judgement as to the goodness or badness of the method used by a professor in his exposition.
On the Ruin of Britain
the poor remnants of our nation (to
whom flocked from divers places round about our miserable countrymen as fast as bees to their hives, for fear of an ensuing
storm), being strengthened by God, calling upon him with all their hearts, as the poet says,--"With their unnumbered vows
they burden heaven," that they might not be brought to utter destruction, took arms under the conduct of Ambrosius
Aurelianus--by Gildas
ON THE SOUL
If we have actually sensation of everything of which touch can give us sensation (for all the qualities of the tangible qua tangible are perceived by us through touch); and if absence of a sense necessarily involves absence of a sense-organ; and if all objects that we perceive by immediate contact with them are perceptible by touch, which sense we actually possess, and all objects that we perceive through media, i.e. without immediate contact, are
On the Use and Abuse of History for Life
A recent translation, entered into the public domain, by a guy in Northern British Columbia.
On War
If, in the next place, we keep once more to the pure conception of War, then we must say that the political object properly lies out of its province, for if War is an act of violence to compel the enemy to fulfil our will, then in every case all depends on our overthrowing the enemy, that is, disarming him, and on that alone. --by Carl von Clausewitz
ON YOUTH AND OLD AGE
Subtitled: ON LIFE AND DEATH, ON BREATHING
One of Cleopatra's Nights
You were wanting an adventure, something strange and unexpected; you have got just what you wished. You see that your realm is not so dead as you claimed. It is no stone arm from a statue that has sped that arrow, it is not from the heart of a mummy that these three words which have moved you so have come, you who see with a smile on your lips your poisoned slaves beating with their heels and their heads in the convulsions of agony your beautiful mosaic
One of Our Conquerors
NESTA read her mother's face when Mrs. Victor entered the drawing-room to receive the
guests. She saw a smooth fair surface, of the kind as much required by her father's eyes as
innocuous air by his nostrils: and it was honest skin, not the deceptive feminine veiling, to make
a dear man happy over his volcano. Mrs. Victor was to meet the friends with whom her feelings
were at home, among whom her musical gifts gave her station
One of Ours
After Leonard left him, Claude cleared away the remains of his supper and watered the gourd vine before he
went to milk. It was not really a gourd vine at all, but a summer-squash, of the crook-necked, warty,
orange-coloured variety, and it was now full of ripe squashes, hanging by strong stems among the rough green
leaves and prickly tendrils.
Organic Syntheses
The benzyl cyanide, prepared according to the procedure as outlined, is collected over a 5'0 range. It varies in appearance from a colorless to a straw-colored liquid and often develops appreciable color upon standing. For a product of special purity, it should be redistilled under diminished pressure and collected over a 1-2'0 range. --edited by James Bryant Conant
Original Maupassant Short Stories, Vol. 1.
But the invading army entered by every frontier like a surging sea. Great waves of men arrived one after the other, scattering all around them a scum of freebooters. General Carrel's brigade, separated from its division, retreated continually, fighting each day, but remaining almost intact, thanks to the vigilance and agility of Lieutenant Lare, who seemed to be everywhere at the same moment
Original Maupassant Short Stories, Vol. 10.
And when night fell and he lay on the ground, wrapped in his cape beside his comrades who were snoring, he thought long and deeply about those he had left behind and of the dangers in his path. "If he were killed what would become of the little ones? Who would provide for them and bring them up?" Just at present they were not rich, although he had borrowed when he left so as to leave them some money. And Walter Schnaffs wept when he thought of all this.
Original Maupassant Short Stories, Vol. 11.
20th June, 1851. I have just left court. I have condemned Blondel to death! Now, why did this man kill his five children? Frequently one meets with people to whom the destruction of life is a pleasure. Yes, yes, it should be a pleasure, the greatest of all, perhaps, for is not killing the next thing to creating? To make and to destroy! These two words contain the history of the universe, all the history of worlds, all that is, all! Why is it not intoxicating to kill?
Original Maupassant Short Stories, Vol. 12.
The apartment wore that melancholy aspect common to death chambers; a look of despairing farewell. Medicine bottles littered the furniture; linen lay in the corners into which it had been kicked or swept. The very chairs looked, in their disarray, as if they were terrified and had run in all directions. Death--terrible Death--was in the room, hidden, awaiting his prey.
Original Maupassant Short Stories, Vol. 13.
Crazy people attract me. They live in a mysterious land of weird dreams, in that impenetrable cloud of dementia where all that they have witnessed in their previous life, all they have loved, is reproduced for them in an imaginary existence, outside of all laws that govern the things of this life and control human thought.
Original Maupassant Short Stories, Vol. 2.
I did not see a single human being, and I felt listless and disheartened. What could I do with myself? I was already thinking of the inevitable and interminable visit to the small cafe at the railway station, where I should have to sit over a glass of undrinkable beer and the illegible newspaper, when I saw a funeral procession coming out of a side street into the one in which I was, and the sight of the hearse was a relief to me.
Original Maupassant Short Stories, Vol. 3.
This man was undoubtedly an illegitimate child, put out to nurse and then abandoned. He had no other name than Georges Louis, but as on growing up he became particularly intelligent, with the good taste and native refinement which his acquaintances did not have, he was nicknamed "the Bourgeois," and he was never called otherwise. He had become remarkably clever in the trade of a carpenter, which he had taken up. He was also said to be a socialist fanatic
Original Maupassant Short Stories, Vol. 6.
Some people are Freethinkers from sheer stupidity. My Uncle Sosthenes was one of these. Some people are often religious for the same reason. The very sight of a priest threw my uncle into a violent rage. He would shake his fist and make grimaces at him, and would then touch a piece of iron when the priest's back was turned, forgetting that the latter action showed a belief after all, the belief in the evil eye. Now, when beliefs are unreasonable, one should have all or none at all.
Original Maupassant Short Stories, Vol. 7.
When the old mother received the body of her child, which the neighbors had brought back to her, she did not cry, but she stayed there for a long time motionless, watching him. Then, stretching her wrinkled hand over the body, she promised him a vendetta. She did not wish anybody near her, and she shut herself up beside the body with the dog, which howled continuously, standing at the foot of the bed, her head stretched towards her master and her tail between her legs.
Original Maupassant Short Stories, Vol. 8.
I suppose I am too critical of women to submit to their fascination. I ask you to forgive me for this remark. I will explain what I mean. In every creature there is a moral being and a physical being. In order to love, it would be necessary for me to find a harmony between these two beings which I have never found. One always predominates; sometimes the moral, sometimes the physical.
Original Maupassant Short Stories, Vol. 9.
Do you recall, old friends and brothers, those happy years when life was nothing but a triumph and an occasion for mirth? Do you recall the days of wanderings around Paris, our jolly poverty, our walks in the fresh, green woods, our drinks in the wine-shops on the banks of the Seine and our commonplace and delightful little flirtations?
Original Short Stories, Vol. 4.
And soon a rumor began to circulate. People talked of a colossal wolf with gray fur, almost white, who had eaten two children, gnawed off a woman's arm, strangled all the watch dogs in the district, and even come without fear into the farmyards. The people in the houses affirmed that they had felt his breath, and that it made the flame of the lights flicker. And soon a panic ran through all the province. No one dared go out any more after nightfall.
Original Short Stories, Vol. 5.
He was dirty, bald on top of his head, with a fringe of iron-gray hair falling on the collar of his frock coat. His clothes, much too large for him, appeared to have been made for him at a time when he was corpulent. One could guess that he did not wear suspenders, for he could not take ten steps without having to stop to pull up his trousers. Did he wear a vest? The mere thought of his boots and of that which they covered filled me with horror.
Orlando Furioso
As Chaucer "borrowed" from Boccaccio, Sir Edmund Spenser borrowed from this one.
OROONOKO; OR, THE ROYAL SLAVE
And turning to the men that had bound him, he said, "My friends, am I to die, or to be whipped?" And they
cried, "Whipped! no, you shall not escape so well." And then he replied, smiling, "A blessing on thee"; and
assured them they need not tie him, for he would stand fixed like a rock, and endure death so as should
encourage them to die; "But, if you whip me," said he, "be sure you tie me fast."
Orpheus in Mayfair and Other Stories and Sketches
Short stories by one-time celebrated author Maurice Baring
Othello
Even now, now, very now, an old black ram
Is tupping your white ewe. Arise, arise;
Awake the snorting citizens with the bell,
Or else the devil will make a grandsire of you:
Other People's Money
When, on the morning after this dinner, which was to form an era in her life, Mme. Favoral woke up, her husband was already up, pencil in hand, and busy figuring.
Other Things Being Equal
It was just three, --the time stated as the limit of his office-hours; but when Ruth entered the handsome waiting-room, two or three patients were still awaiting their turns. Seated in one of the easy-chairs, near the window, was an aristocratic-looking woman, whom Ruth recognized as a friend of one of her Christian friends, and with whom she had a speaking acquaintance.--by Emma Wolf
Otto of the Silver Hand
This tale that I am about to tell is of a little boy who lived and suffered in those dark middle ages; of how he saw both the good
and the bad of men, and of how, by gentleness and love and not by strife and hatred, he came at last to stand above other men
and to be looked up to by all. And should you follow the story to the end, I hope you may find it a pleasure, as I have done, to
ramble through those dark ancient castles--by Howard Pyle
Our Androcentric Culture
In the many books about women it is, naturally, their femaleness that has been studied and enlarged upon. And though women, after thousands of years of such discussion, have become a little restive under the constant use of the word female: men, as rational beings, should not object to an analogous study--at least not for some time--a few centuries or so. --by Gilman
Our Mr. Wrenn
He stands out in the correspondence of the Souvenir and Art Novelty Company as "Our Mr. Wrenn," who would be
writing you directly and explaining everything most satisfactorily. At thirty-four Mr. Wrenn was the sales-entry clerk of
the Souvenir Company.
Our Mutual Friend
Mr and Mrs Veneering were bran-new people in a bran-new house in a bran-new quarter of London. Everything about the Veneerings was spick and span new. All their furniture was new, all their friends were new, all their servants were new, their plate was new, their carriage was new, their harness was new, their horses were new, their pictures were new, they themselves were new, they were as newly married as was lawfully compatible with their having a bran-new baby
Out of Time's Abyss
This is the tale of Bradley after he left Fort Dinosaur upon the west coast of the great lake that is in the center of the island.
OVER THE TEACUPS
I had intended to devote this particular report to an account of my replies to certain questions which have been addressed to me,-- questions which I have a right to suppose interest the public, and which, therefore, I was justified in bringing before The Teacups, and presenting to the readers of these articles.
Oxford
The gardens of Wadham College on a bright morning in early spring are a scene in which the memory of old Oxford pleasantly lingers, and is
easily revived. The great cedars throw their secular shadow on the ancient turf, the chapel forms a beautiful background; the whole place is
exactly what it was two hundred and sixty years ago.
Ozma of Oz
The girl seemed neither older nor larger than Dorothy herself, and at once the prisoner in the tower guessed that the lovely driver of the chariot must be that Ozma of Oz of whom she had so lately heard from Tiktok.
Padre Ignacio
But this was 1855. Only the barkentine brought to Padre Ignacio the signs from the world that he once had known and loved so dearly. As for the new world making a rude noise to the northward, he trusted that it might keep away from Santa Ysabel, and he waited for the vessel that was overdue with its package containing his single worldly luxury.
Pagan & Christian Creeds
Indeed the common notion is that Christianity was really a miraculous interposition into
and dislocation of the old order of the world; and that the pagan gods (as in Milton's Hymn on the
Nativity) fled away in dismay before the sign of the Cross, and at the sound of the name of
Jesus. Doubtless this was a view much encouraged by the early Church itself
Pagan Tribes of Borneo, V1
The Kayans believe themselves to be surrounded by many intelligent powers capable of influencing their welfare for good or ill. Some of these are embodied in animals or plants, or are closely connected with other natural objects, such as mountains, rocks, rivers, caves; or manifest themselves in such processes as thunder, storm, and disease, the growth of the crops and disasters of various kinds.--by Charles Hose and William McDougall
PAGES FROM AN OLD VOLUME OF LIFE
In opposition to this view, there are many languid thinkers who lapse into a forlorn belief that if this or that man had never lived, or if this or that other man had not ceased to live, the country might have gone on in peace and prosperity, until its felicity merged in the glories of the millennium. If Mr. Calhoun had never proclaimed his heresies; if Mr. Garrison had never published his paper;
Paradise Lost
In the words of the late, great Sam Kinnison, "God kicked his ass." Text by John Milton, of course.
Parmenides
I understand, said Socrates, and quite accept your account. But tell me, Zeno, do you not further think that there is an idea of likeness in itself, and another idea of unlikeness, which is the opposite of likeness, and that in these two, you and I and all other things to which we apply the term many, participate--things which participate in likeness become in that degree and manner like
Parnassus on Wheels
"Lord!'' he said, "when you sell a man a book you don't sell him just twelve ounces of paper and ink and glue -- Christopher Morley's first book.
Parnell's Funeral and Other Poems
UNDER the Great Comedian's tomb the crowd./A bundle of tempestuous cloud is blown/About the sky; where that is clear of cloud/Brightness remains; a brighter star shoots down;/What shudders run through all that animal blood?/What is this sacrifice? Can someone there/Recall the Cretan barb that pierced a star?
Passing of the Third Floor Back
The constable at the corner, trying to seem busy doing nothing, noticed the stranger's approach with gathering interest. "That's an odd sort of a walk of yours, young man," thought the constable. "You take care you don't fall down and tumble over yourself."
Pathological Lying, Accusation, And Swindling -- A Study In Forensic Psycho
Not a mystery novel as such, but a great character study.
Paul Kelver
Fate intended me for a singularly fortunate man. Properly, I ought to have been born in June, which
being, as is well known, the luckiest month in all the year for such events, should, by thoughtful
parents, be more generally selected. How it was I came to be born in May, which is, on the other
hand, of all the twelve the most unlucky, as I have proved, I leave to those more conversant with
the subject to explain.
Paul the Peddler, Or the Fortunes of a Young Street Merchant
The next morning Paul took his old place in front of the post office. He set down his basket in front, and, taking one of the packages in his hand, called out in a businesslike manner, as on the day before, "Here's your prize packages! Only five cents! Money prize in every package! Walk up, gentlemen, and try your luck!"
Paz
Paz was leading so subterranean a life that the fashionable world of Paris asked who he was
when the Comtesse Laginska was seen in the Bois de Boulogne riding between her husband and a
stranger. During the ride Clementine insisted that Thaddeus should dine with them. This caprice
of the sovereign lady compelled Paz to make an evening toilet.
PEACE
As for me, I will explain the matter to you all, children, youths, grownups and old men, aye, even to the decrepit dotards. My master is mad, not as you are, but with another sort of madness, quite a new kind. The livelong day he looks open-mouthed towards heaven and never stops addressing Zeus. "Ah! Zeus," he cries, "what are thy intentions?
Peer Gynt
For my part, may Ingrid of Hegstad go marry/whoever she pleases. It's all one to me./[Looks down at his clothes.]/My breeches are torn./ am ragged and grim.-If only I had something new to put on now.--by Henrik Ibsen
Pellucidar
Our trip through the earth's crust was but a repetition of my two former journeys between the inner and the
outer worlds. This time, however, I imagine that we must have maintained a more nearly perpendicular
course, for we accomplished the journey in a few min- utes' less time than upon the occasion of my first
journey through the five-hundred-mile crust. Just a trifle less than seventy-two hours after our departure into the
sands of the Sahara, we broke through the surface of Pellucidar.
Penelope's English Experiences
The Honourable Arthur, Salemina, and I took a stroll in Hyde Park one Sunday afternoon, not for the
purpose of joining the fashionable throng of 'pretty people' at Stanhope Gate, but to mingle with the
common herd in its special precincts,--precincts not set apart, indeed, by any legal formula, but by a
natural law of classification which seems to be inherent in the universe.
Penelope's Experiences in Scotland
When I speak of Edinburgh sunshine I do not mean, of course, any such burning, whole-souled, ardent
warmth of beam as one finds in countries where they make a specialty of climate. It is, generally
speaking, a half-hearted, uncertain ray, as pale and transitory as a martyr's smile; but its faintest gleam,
or its most puerile attempt to gleam, is admired and recorded by its well-disciplined constituency.
Penelope's Irish Experiences
We had intended, too, to make our own comparison of the Bay of Dublin and the Bay of Naples,
because every traveller, from Charles Lever's Jack Hinton down to Thackeray and Mr. Alfred Austin
has always made it a point of honour to do so. We were balked in our conscientious endeavour,
because we arrived at the North Wall forty minutes earlier than the hour set by the steamship
company.
Penelope's Postscripts
Salemina and I were in Geneva. If you had ever travelled through Europe with a charming spinster who
never sat down at a Continental table d'hote without being asked by an American vis-a-vis whether she
were one of the P.'s of Salem, Massachusetts, you would understand why I call my friend Salemina. She
doesn't mind it. She knows that I am simply jealous
Penguin Island
Satire in which penguins become human via evolution
Penrod
The cotillon loomed dismally before Penrod now; but it was his duty to secure a partner and he set about it with a dreary heart. The delay occasioned by his fruitless attempt on Marjorie and the altercation with his enemy at her gate had allowed other ladies ample time to prepare for callers--and to receive them.
Penrod and Sam
PENROD SCHOFIELD, having been "kept-in" for the unjust period of twenty minutes after school, emerged to a deserted street. That is, the street was deserted so far as Penrod was concerned. Here and there people were to be seen upon the sidewalks, but they were adults, and they and the shade trees had about the same quality of significance in Penrod's consciousness.
Pensees
61. Order.--I might well have taken this discourse in an order like this: to show the vanity of all conditions of
men, to show the vanity of ordinary lives, and then the vanity of philosophic lives, sceptics, stoics; but the order
would not have been kept. I know a little what it is, and how few people understand it. No human science can
keep it. Saint Thomas did not keep it. Mathematics keep it, but they are useless on account of their depth. -- by Blaise Pascal
Personal Memoirs of U. S. Grant, Volume One
There were no possible means of obtaining news from the garrison, and information from outside could not be otherwise than unfavorable. What General Taylor's feelings were during this suspense I do not know; but for myself, a young second-lieutenant who had never heard a hostile gun before, I felt sorry that I had enlisted. A great many men, when they smell battle afar off, chafe to get into the fray.
Personal Recollections of Joan of Arc, Volume 1
Ah, France had fallen low--so low! For more than three quarters of a century the English fangs had been bedded in her flesh, and so cowed had her armies become by ceaseless rout and defeat that it was said and accepted that the mere sight of an English army was sufficient to put a French one to flight.
Personal Recollections of Joan of Arc, Volume 2
How did she know it? It was simple: she was a peasant. That tells the whole story. She was of the people and knew the people; those others moved in a loftier sphere and knew nothing much about them. We make little account of that vague, formless, inert mass, that mighty underlying force which we call "the people"--an epithet which carries contempt with it. It is a strange attitude;
Persuasion
Sir Walter Elliot, of Kellynch Hall, in Somersetshire, was a man who, for his own amusement, never took up any book but the Baronetage; there he found occupation for an idle hour, and consolation in a distressed one; there his faculties were roused into admiration and respect, by contemplating the limited remnant of the earliest patents
Peter Pan
All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the way Wendy knew was this. One
day when she was two years old she was playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to
her mother.
Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens
Perhaps she has forgotten, just as she
sometimes forgets your name and calls you Mildred, which is your mother's name. Still, she could hardly
forget such an important thing as the goat. Therefore there was no goat when your grandmother was a little
girl. This shows that, in telling the story of Peter Pan, to begin with the goat (as most people do) is as silly as
to put on your jacket before your vest.
Peter Ruff and the Double Four
The whole epitome of modern life was, he argued, to be found among the
columns of the daily press. The police news, perhaps, was his favourite study, but he did not neglect the
advertisements. It followed, therefore, as a matter of course, that the appeal of "M" in the personal
column of the Daily Mail was read by him on the morning of its appearance - read not once only nor twice
- it was a paragraph which had its own peculiar interest for him.
Phaedo
I should so like to hear about his death. What did he say in his last hours? We were informed that he died by taking poison, but no one knew anything more; for no Phliasian ever goes to Athens now, and it is a long time since any stranger from Athens has found his way hither; so that we had no clear account.
Phaedra
PHAEDRA/Ah! Let them take elsewhere the worthless honours/They bring me. Why so urgent I should see them?/What flattering balm can soothe my wounded heart?/Far rather hide me: I have said too much./My madness has burst forth like streams in flood,--by Jean Baptiste Racine
Phaedrus
PHAEDRUS: I admit that there is reason in what you say, and I too will be reasonable, and will allow you to start with the premiss that the lover is more disordered in his wits than the non-lover; if in what remains you make a longer and better speech than Lysias, and use other arguments...
Phantasmagoria and Other Poems
"AND did you really walk," said I,/"On such a wretched night?/I always fancied Ghosts could fly -/If not exactly in the sky,--by Lewis Carroll
Yet at a fairish height."
Pharsalia: Or the Civil War
Lucan's take on some guy name of Caesar crossing the Rubicon to duke it out with a volcano -- maybe I have that wrong, but you'll need to read the book to find out.
Phil, the Fiddler
Though he had wandered about, singing and playing, for two hours, Phil had not yet received a penny. This made him somewhat uneasy, for he knew that at night he must carry home a satisfactory sum to the padrone, or he would be brutally beaten; and poor Phil knew from sad experience that this hard taskmaster had no mercy in such cases.
Philebus
SOCRATES: Philebus was saying that enjoyment and pleasure and delight, and the class of feelings akin to them, are a good to every living being, whereas I contend, that not these, but wisdom and intelligence and memory, and their kindred, right opinion and true reasoning, are better and more desirable than pleasure for all who are able to partake of them, and that to all such who are or ever will be they are the most advantageous of all things.
PHILOSOPHY 4: A STORY OF HARVARD UNIVERSITY
Bertie's and Billy's parents owned town and country houses in New York. The parents of Oscar had come over in the steerage. Money filled the pockets of Bertie and Billy; therefore were their heads empty of money and full of less cramping thoughts. Oscar had fallen upon the reverse of this fate. Calculation was his second nature. He had given his education to himself;
Phineas Finn
That terrible apparition of the red Lord Chiltern had disturbed Phineas in the moment of his happiness as he sat listening to the kind flatteries of Lady Laura; and though Lord Chiltern had vanished as quickly as he had appeared, there had come no return of his joy. Lady Laura had said some word about her brother, and Phineas had replied that he had never chanced to see Lord Chiltern.
Phineas Redux
Phineas, on the other hand, made two or three great speeches every evening, and astonished even Mr Ruddles by his oratory. He had accepted Mr Ruddles's proposition with but lukewarm acquiescence, but in the handling of the matter he became zealous, fiery, and enthusiastic. He explained to his hearers with gracious acknowledgment that Church endowments had undoubtedly been most beneficent in past times.
Physics
Again, does it follow that Being, if one, is motionless? Why should it not move, the whole of it within itself, as parts of it do which are unities, e.g. this water? Again, why is qualitative change impossible? But, further, Being cannot be one in form, though it may be in what it is made of. (Even some of the physicists hold it to be one in the latter way, though not in the former.) Man obviously differs from horse in form, and contraries from each other.
Piccadilly Jim
Come back, Jimmie, the Petts need you.
Pictures From Italy
I am no more bound to explain why the English family travelling by this carriage, inside and out, should be starting for Italy on a Sunday morning, of all good days in the week, than I am to assign a reason for all the little men in France being soldiers, and all the big men postilions; which is the invariable rule. But, they had some sort of reason for what they did, I have no doubt
Pierre Grassou
"Business is very bad," replied Elie. "You artists have such pretensions! You talk of two hundred
francs when you haven't put six sous' worth of color on a canvas. However, you are a good fellow,
I'll say that. You are steady; and I've come to put a good bit of business in your way."
Pierrette
When there is an old maid in a house, watch-dogs are unnecessary; not the slightest event can occur that she does not see and comment upon and pursue to its utmost consequences. The foregoing trifling circumstance was therefore destined to give rise to grave suppositions, and to open the way for one of those obscure dramas which take place in families, and are none the less terrible because they are secret,--if, indeed, we may apply the word "drama" to such domestic occurrences.
Piers Plowman
"Cesseth!' seide the Kyng, " I suffre yow no lenger./Ye shul saughtne, forsothe, and serve me bothe./Kis hire,' quod the Kyng, "Conscience, I hote!'/"Nay, by Crist!' quod Conscience," congeye me rather!/But Reson rede me therto, rather wol I deye.--by William Langland
Pilgrim and American
This proud feeling of citizenship is a substantial part of a man's enjoyment of life; and there is a certain compensation for hardships, for privations, for self-sacrifice, in the glory of one's own country. It is not a delusion that one can afford to die for it. But what in the last analysis is the object of a government?
Pioneers of the Old Southwest
The settlers, the rangers, the surveyors, went westward over the trails which he had blazed for them years before. Their enduring works are commemorated in the cities and farms which today lie along every ancient border line; but of their forerunner's hazardous Indian trade nothing remains. Let us therefore pay a moment's homage here to the trader--by Constance Skinner
Plays and Puritans
The historian of a time of change has always a difficult and invidious task. For Revolutions, in the great
majority of cases, arise not merely from the crimes of a few great men, but from a general viciousness
and decay of the whole, or the majority, of the nation; and that viciousness is certain to be made up, in
great part, of a loosening of domestic ties, of breaches of the Seventh Commandment, and of sins
connected with them
Plunkitt of Tammany Hall
EVERYBODY is talkin' these days about Tammany men growin' rich on graft, but nobody thinks of drawin' the
distinction between honest graft and dishonest graft. There's all the difference in the world between the two.
Yes, many of our men have grown rich in politics. I have myself.
Plutarch's Lives
The news of his death filled all Achaea with grief and lamentation. The youth, with some of the chief of the several cities, met at Megalopolis with a resolution to take revenge without delay. They chose Lycortas general, and falling upon the Messenians, put all to fire and sword, till they all with one consent made their submission. Dinocrates, with as many as had voted for Philopoemen's death
Poems
Along the river's stony marge/The sand-lark chants a joyous song;/The thrush is busy in the wood,/And carols loud and strong./A thousand lambs are on the rocks,/All newly born! both earth and sky--by William Wordsworth
Poems -- by Alice Maynell
My heart shall be thy garden. Come, my own,/Into thy garden; thine be happy hours/Among my fairest thoughts, my tallest flowers,/From root to crowning petal, thine alone.
Poems By a Little Girl
Written by Hilda Conkling when she was between the ages of 4 and 10. Take that, Jenn Crowell!
Poems by Emily Dickinson, First Series
These three works are by no means a complete set of Dickinson poetry (they're still pulling more out from her cards and letters.) But hey, it's public domain, so what can you do?
Poems by Emily Dickinson, Second Series
I'm nobody! Who are you?
POEMS OF 1844: SONNETS
LIGHT human nature is too lightly tost/And ruffled without cause, complaining on--/Restless with rest, until, being overthrown,/It learneth to lie quiet. Let a frost/Or a small wasp have crept to the inner-most/Of our ripe peach, or let the wilful sun/Shine westward of our window,--straight we run
Poems of Cheer
Though with gods the world is cumbered,/
Gods unnamed, and gods unnumbered,/Never god was known to be
Who had not his devotee./So I dedicate to mine,/Here in verse, my temple-shrine.
Poems of Emily Dickinson, Series Three
Third installment of a major collection of her work. Ever notice how she and Plath were both into bees?
Poems of Gerard Manley Hopkins
Collection of poems by Hopkins, nearly all first published after his death, by UK poet laureate Robert Bridges, whom no one today has heard of -- go figure.
Poems of Progress
His art was loving; Eres set his sign/Upon that youthful forehead, and he drew/The hearts of women, as the sun draws dew./Love feeds love's thirst as wine feeds love of wine;/Nor is there any potion from the vine/Which makes men drunken like the subtle brew/Of kisses crushed by kisses; and he grew
Inebriated with that draught divine.
Poems of the Past and the Present
'Tis the morrow; the fog hangs thicker,/The postman nears and goes:/A letter is brought whose lines disclose
By the firelight flicker/His hand, whom the worm now knows: --by Thomas Hardy
Poems, by Wilfred Owen
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,/Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs,/
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Poetics
How to say the serious things, and how they make us feel.
Pointed Roofs
Miriam paid her first visit to a German church the next day, her third Sunday. Of the first Sunday, now so far off, she could remember nothing but sitting in a low-backed chair in the saal trying to read "Les Travailleurs de la Mer" . . . seas . . . and a sunburnt youth striding down a desolate lane in a storm . . . and the beginning of tea-time. They had been kept indoors all day by the rain.
POLITICS
He who thus considers things in their first growth and origin, whether a state or anything else, will obtain the clearest view of them. In the first place there must be a union of those who cannot exist without each other; namely, of male and female, that the race may continue (and this is a union which is formed, not of deliberate purpose, but because, in common with other animals and with plants, mankind have a natural desire to leave behind them an image of themselves)
Pollyanna
"Nancy," she said a few minutes later, at the kitchen door, "I found a fly up-stairs in Miss Pollyanna's room. The
window must have been raised at some time. I have ordered screens, but until they come I shall expect you to
see that the windows remain closed. My niece will arrive to-morrow at four o'clock. I desire you to meet her at
the station. Timothy will take the open buggy and drive you over.
Poor Miss Finch
He found several persons running from the farther side of Pardon's Piece towards a boy who was standing at the back of a cattle-shed, in a remote part of the enclosure, screaming with terror. At the boy's feet lay, face downwards, the dead body of a man, with his head horribly beaten in. His watch was under him, hanging out of his pocket by the chain. It had stopped--evidently in consequence of the concussion of its owner's fall on it--at half-past eight.
POSTERIOR ANALYTICS
ALL instruction given or received by way of argument proceeds from pre-existent knowledge. This becomes evident upon a survey of all the species of such instruction. The mathematical sciences and all other speculative disciplines are acquired in this way, and so are the two forms of dialectical reasoning, syllogistic and inductive
Prester John
I mind as if it were yesterday my first sight of the man. Little I knew at the time how big the moment was with destiny,
or how often that face seen in the fitful moonlight would haunt my sleep and disturb my waking hours. But I mind yet
the cold grue of terror I got from it, a terror which was surely more than the due of a few truant lads breaking the
Sabbath with their play.
Pride and Prejudice
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a large fortune must be in want of a wife.
Prince Dracula
Item: In the same year he was appointed lord in Wallachia. Immediately he had Prince Lasla killed, who was lord of this country. Soon after this he had villages in Transylvania, also a town by the name of Beckendorf in Wurtzland, burned. Both women and men, young and old perished. Some he brought home with him to Wallachia and impaled them all there.
PRINCE OF EVIL
Clyde didn't like Horn's looks. He was chewing gum vigorously. He had sharp black eyes in a pallid face. Everything about him looked thin: his lips, his high cheekbones, his sparse sandy hair. But the thing that Clyde noticed most was the pattern of the suit the man was wearing. Also his blue-and-white striped tie. The tie looked badly rumpled.
Prince Otto -- A Romance
It was past eight at night before his toil was rewarded and he issued at last out of the forest on the firm white high-road. It lay downhill before him, with a sweeping eastward trend, faintly bright between the thickets; and Otto paused and gazed upon it. So it ran, league after league, still joining others, to the farthest ends of Europe,
Principal Doctrines
11. If we had never been molested by alarms at celestial and atmospheric phenomena, nor by the misgiving that death somehow affects us, nor by neglect of the proper limits of pains and desires, we should have had no need to study natural science. --by Epicurus
Principles of Psychology
The seminal work in American Psychology.
PRIOR ANALYTICS
WE must first state the subject of our inquiry and the faculty to which it belongs: its subject is demonstration and the faculty that carries it out demonstrative science. We must next define a premiss, a term, and a syllogism, and the nature of a perfect and of an imperfect syllogism; and after that, the inclusion or noninclusion of one term in another as in a whole, and what we mean by predicating one term of all, or none, of another.
PROMETHEUS BOUND
PROMETHEUS/Think not that I for pride and stubbornness/Am silent: rather is my heart the prey/Of gnawing thoughts, both for the past, and now/Seeing myself by vengeance buffeted./For to these younger Gods their precedence/Who severally determined if not I?
Prometheus Unbound
PROMETHEUS/MONARCH of Gods and Daemons, and all Spirits/But One, who throng those bright and rolling worlds/Which Thou and I alone of living things/Behold with sleepless eyes! regard this Earth/Made multitudinous with thy slaves, whom thou/Requitest for knee-worship, prayer, and praise,/And toil, and hecatombs of broken hearts,--by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Protagoras
COMPANION: Where do you come from, Socrates? And yet I need hardly ask the question, for I know that you have been in chase of the fair Alcibiades. I saw him the day before yesterday; and he had got a beard like a man,--and he is a man, as I may tell you in your ear. But I thought that he was still very charming.
PROTESTANTISM AND THE RISE OF CAPITALISM
"Remember, that credit is money. If a man lets his money lie in my hands after it is due, he gives me interest, or so much as I can make of it during that time. This amounts to a considerable sum where a man has good and large credit, and makes good use of it. --by Max Weber
Psychopathology of Everyday Life
Got some of the good stuff here for you to read about.
Put Yourself in His Place
Charles Reade on the unions.
Pygmalion
LIZA [as she goes out] Well, what I say is right. I wont go near the king, not if I'm going to have my head cut off. If I'd known what I was letting myself in for, I wouldnt have come here. I always been a good girl; and I never offered to say a word to him; and I dont owe him nothing; and I dont care; and I wont be put upon; and I have my feelings the same as anyone else-- by George Bernard Shaw
Q
They had a long way to come - from the cellar, where the newcomer had entered by a forgotten unbarred window beneath a low back porch. Their lag, however, had another quality than the draggy manner sometimes attributed to ghosts. The shuffle resembled a prisoner's march.
Queen Sheba's Ring
"Listen," I said. "Our only chance is to stop where we are, for if we move we shall certainly be buried alive.
Look; there is something solid to lie on," and I pointed to a ridge of rock, a kind of core of congealed sand,
from which the surface had been swept by gales. "Down with you, quick," I went on,
Queen Victoria
The death of the Prince Consort was the central turning-point in the history of Queen Victoria. She herself felt that her true life had ceased with her husband's, and that the remainder of her days upon earth was of a twilight nature--an epilogue to a drama that was done. Nor is it possible that her biographer should escape a similar impression. For him, too, there is a darkness over the latter half of that long career. --by Lytton Strachey
Queen Zixi of Ix
The fairies assembled one moonlit night in a pretty clearing of the ancient forest of Burzee. The clearing was in the form of a circle, and all around stood giant oak and fir trees, while in the center the grass grew green and soft as velvet. If any mortal had ever penetrated so far into the great forest and could have looked upon the fairy circle by daylight, he might perhaps have seen a tiny path worn in the grass by the feet of the dancing elves.
QUEST OF QUI
A Viking dragon ship filled with bearded freebooters had captured a yacht off Long Island, and that was somehow connected with a plane load of men who were now trying to kill Johnny. There was also something named Qui, of which no man had known for twelve hundred years. It did not quite make sense.
Quo Vadis, A Narrative of the Time of Nero
The period was uncertain and terrible. Messengers of this kind were more frequently heralds of death. So when the centurion struck the hammer at Aulus's door, and when the guard of the atrium announced that there were soldiers in the anteroom, terror rose through the whole house. The family surrounded the old general at once, for no one doubted that danger hung over him above all.--by Henryk Sienkiewicz
Rachel Ray
Oh, Dolly, do not speak with that terrible voice, as though the world were coming to an end,'' she said, in answer to the first note of objurgation that was uttered; but the notes that came afterwards were so much more terrible, so much more severe, that Rachel found herself quite unable to stop them by any would-be joking tone.
RACKET TOWN
The proprietor of a shooting gallery offered Cardona free shots at the targets; the girl in a theater box office gave him a smile. Soda jerkers waved a greeting when he entered a drug store. Joe felt like buying aspirin instead of cigarettes. This job was giving him a headache.
Raffles--Further Adventures Of The Amateur Cracksman
I am still uncertain which surprised me more, the telegram calling my attention to the advertisement, or the advertisement itself. The telegram is before me as I write. It would appear to have been handed in at Vere Street at eight o'clock in the morning of May 11, 1897, and received before half-past at Holloway B.O.
RAGGED DICK: Or, Street Life in New York
It was a small apartment with a few plain tables unprovided with cloths, for the class of customers who patronized it were not very particular. Our hero's breakfast was soon before him. Neither the coffee nor the steak were as good as can be bought at Delmonico's; but then it is very doubtful whether, in the present state of his wardrobe, Dick would have been received at that aristocratic restaurant
Rainbow Valley
"Shirley is in bed and Jem and Walter and the twins are down in their beloved Rainbow Valley," said Anne. "They just came home this afternoon, you know, and they could hardly wait until supper was over before rushing down to the valley. They love it above every spot on earth. Even the maple grove doesn't rival it in their affections."
Ramsey Milholland
He had not forgiven her four years later when he entered high school in her company, for somehow Ramsey managed to shovel his way through examinations and stayed with the class. By this time he had a long accumulation of reasons for hating her: Dora's persistent and increasing competency was not short of flamboyant, and teachers naturally got the habit of flinging their quickest pupil in the face of their slowest and "dumbest."
Rashi
As of old many cities in Greece asserted that they were the birthplace of Homer, the national poet, so a number of cities disputed for the honor of being the birthplace of Rashi, or of having been his residence, or the scene of his death. Worms claimed him as one of its rabbis, Lunel, thanks to a confusion of names, has passed as his birthplace, and Prague as the city of his death. --by Maurice Liber
Real Soldiers of Fortune
Than Winston Spencer Churchill to-day there are few young men--and he is a very young man--who
have met more varying fortunes, and none who has more frequently bent them to his own
advancement. To him it has been indifferent whether, at the moment, the fortune seemed good or evil,
in the end always it was good.
REALM OF DOOM
Hard-looking thugs, attendants in this improvised garage, gave grinned greeting to the three who had arrived. Leaving their car, Uke, Rigger and Clip entered a maze of narrow passages that eventually brought them to a higher level. They were met there by a burly tough-faced guard who stood outside an iron-sheeted door.
Rebecca Of Sunnybrook Farm
There was one passenger in the coach,--a small dark-haired person in a glossy buff calico dress. She
was so slender and so stiffly starched that she slid from space to space on the leather cushions, though
she braced herself against the middle seat with her feet and extended her cotton-gloved hands on each
side, in order to maintain some sort of balance. Whenever the wheels sank farther than usual into a rut,
or jolted suddenly over a stone, she bounded involuntarily into the air
Records of a Family of Engineers
IT were hard to imagine a contrast more sharply defined than that between the lives of the men
and women of this family: the one so chambered, so centred in the affections and the
sensibilities; the other so active, healthy, and expeditious. From May to November, Thomas
Smith and Robert Stevenson were on the mail, in the saddle, or at sea
Red Eve
Peering through the stems of the undergrowth, set as it were in a little frame against the red and ominous sky, the eyes of Hugh de Cressi fell upon Sir Edmund Acour, a gallant, even a splendid-looking knight--that was his first impression of him. Broad shouldered, graceful, in age neither young nor old, clean featured, quick eyed, with a mobile mouth and a little, square-cut beard, soft and languid voiced
Red Harvest
"A mere gew-gaw," he said. "But it is proof of your identity. It belonged to King Milan--his name is
even now engraved at the foot of it. It will carry you unharmed through the ranks of these
madmen; they will trust you, believe in you--you, Captain Galatz. Remember they have never seen
their hero, and they are reserving a throne for him. And this, m'sieu, is your passport."--by Newman Flower
RED SNOW
Doc and his two men ran to the corner, stopped a car, ejected the surprised driver, and gave chase. But an old and entirely sufficient dodge defeated them; those in the fleeing car opened a large carton of big-headed roofing nails on the pavement, and these punctured all four tires of the pursuing machine.
Reflections On The Decline Of Science In England
. It is therefore not unreasonable to suppose that some portion of the neglect of science in England, may be attributed to the system of education we pursue. A young man passes from our public schools to the universities, ignorant almost of the elements of every branch of useful knowledge--by Charles Babbage
REFLECTIONS ON THE REVOLUTION IN FRANCE
Is it possible I should? It appears to me as if I were in a great crisis, not of the affairs of France alone, but of all Europe, perhaps of more than Europe. All circumstances taken together, the French revolution is the most astonishing that has hitherto happened in the world. The most wonderful things are brought about, in many instances by means the most absurd and ridiculous, in the most ridiculous modes--by Edmund Burke
Reginald
First of the Reginald sketches and tales.
Reginald in Russia and Other Sketches
Continuing adventures of one of Saki's (H.H. Munro's) favorite characters.
Relation of Literature to Life
I hade a vision once--you may all have had a like one--of the stream of time flowing through a limitless land. Along its banks sprang up in succession the generations of man. They did not move with the stream- they lived their lives and sank away; and always below them new generations appeared, to play their brief parts in what is called history--the sequence of human actions.
Religions of Ancient China
The problem of the universe has never offered the slightest difficulty to Chinese
philosophers. Before the beginning of all things, there was Nothing. In the lapse of ages Nothing coalesced into Unity, the
Great Monad. After more ages, the Great Monad separated into Duality, the Male and Female Principles in nature; and then,
by a process of biogenesis, the visible universe was produced. --by Herbert A. Giles
Remember the Alamo
The keenest sufferings entailed by war are not on the battle- field, nor in the hospital. They are in the household. There are the maimed affections, the slain hopes, the broken ties of love. And before a shot had been fired in the war of Texan independence, the battle had begun in Robert Worth's household.--by Amelia E. Barr
Reminiscences of Tolstoy
Note: edited by Ilya Tolstoy, his son.
Renascence and other poems
In two, and suffer for the rest of me./What is my life to me? And what am I
To life,/-- a ship whose star has guttered out?/A Fear that in the deep night starts awake/Perpetually, to find its senses strained/Against the taut strings of the quivering air,/
Representative Government
THE FORM of government for any given country being (within certain definite conditions)
amenable to choice, it is now to be considered by what test the choice should be directed; what
are the distinctive characteristics of the form of government best fitted to promote the
interests of any given society.--by John Stuart Mill
Representative Men
AMONG eminent persons, those who are most dear to men are not of the class which the economist
calls producers: they have nothing in their hands; they have not cultivated corn, nor made bread;
they have not led out a colony, nor invented a loom. A higher class, in the estimation and love of
this city-building market-going race of mankind, are the poets
Reprinted Pieces
THERE was once a child, and he strolled about a good deal, and thought of a number of things. He had a sister, who was a child too, and his constant companion. These two used to wonder all day long. They wondered at the beauty of the flowers; they wondered at the height and blueness of the sky; they wondered at the depth of the bright water
Responsibilities
ONCE, when midnight smote the air,/Eunuchs ran through Hell and met/On every crowded street to stare
Upon great Juan riding by:/Even like these to rail and sweat/Staring upon his sinewy thigh.
Resurrection
Then two years later this same nephew stayed four days with his aunts before proceeding to join his regiment, and the night before he left he betrayed Katusha, and, after giving her a 100-rouble note, went away. Five months later she knew for certain that she was to be a mother. After that everything seemed repugnant to her, her only thought being how to escape from the shame that awaited her.
RESURRECTION DAY
That was a bad move. He never saw his fate in the shape of two bronze hands that suddenly took bold of his neck. The tendons on the backs of the bronze hands somewhat resembled large round files. The fingers sank deep into the man's neck flesh as if they were steel in reality, and the leader of the mob was lifted off the floor.
RETURN OF THE SHADOW
The Shadow moved from one spot to another, as though planning to photograph the body, which he could have done if he had brought Harry's camera. But The Shadow's memory was photographic in itself. Not a detail escaped the keen eyes that peered from beneath the brim of the black slouch hat. From directly opposite the body, The Shadow reenacted the death scene as perfectly as if he had witnessed it
Return to Venice
He left us, and I remained alone with Christine. I spent an hour with her without trying to give her even a kiss, although I was dying to do so, but I prepared her heart to burn with the same desires which were already burning in me by those words which so easily inflame the imagination of a young girl.
Rezanov
Getrude Atherton's tale of the Russian explorer and hero.
RHESUS
HECTOR.
I shall find a host of friends now that fortune smiles upon my warring and Zeus is on my side. But no need have we of those who shared not our toils of erst, what time the War-god, driving all before him, was rending the sails of our ship of state with his tempestuous blast. Rhesus hath shewn the friendship he then bore to Troy; for he cometh to the feast, albeit he was not with the hunters when they took the prey, nor joined his spear with theirs.
Rhetoric
How it should be argued.
Riddle of the Sands
I didn't get at much that night. It was all so sudden. The only thing I could have sworn to from the first was that he had purposely left me in the lurch that day. I pieced out the rest in the next few days, which I'll just finish with as shortly as I can. Bartels came aboard next morning, and though it was blowing hard still we managed to shift the Dulcibella to a place where she dried safely at the mid-day low water, and we could get at her rudder. --by Erskine Childers
Riders of the Purple Sage
In the middle of the stream waded a long string of packed burros driven by three superbly mounted men. Had
Venters met these dark-clothed, dark-visaged, heavily armed men anywhere in Utah, let alone in this robbers'
retreat, he would have recognized them as rustlers. The discerning eye of a rider saw the signs of a long,
arduous trip.
Riders to the Sea
It is surely. There was a man in here a while ago -- the man sold us that knife -- and he said if you set off walking from the rocks beyond, it would be seven days you'd be in Donegal.
Ridgway of Montana
Underneath her was a lot of bedding he had found in the cabin, and tucked about her were the automobile rugs. For a moment her brain, still sodden with sleep, struggled helplessly with her surroundings. She looked at the smoky rafters without understanding, and her eyes searched the cabin wonderingly for her maid. When she remembered, her first thought was to look for the man.
Rienzi, the Last of the Roman Tribunes
Years had passed away, and the death of the Roman boy, amidst more noble and less excusable slaughter, was soon forgotten, - forgotten almost by the parents of the slain, in the growing fame and fortunes of their eldest son, - forgotten and forgiven never by that son himself. -- by Bulwer-Lytton (Snoopy's inspiration)
Rinkitink In Oz
King Rinkitink was so much pleased with the Island of Pingaree that he continued his stay day after day and week after week, eating good dinners, talking with King Kitticut and sleeping. Once in a while he would read from his scroll. "For," said he, "whenever I return home, my subjects will be anxious to know if I have learned 'How to be Good,' and I must not disappoint them.
Rise and Fall of Cesar Birotteau
Eight days after his ball, the last dying flash of a prosperity of eighteen years now about to be extinguished, Cesar Birotteau watched the passers-by from the windows of his shop, thinking over the expansion of his affairs, and beginning to find them burdensome. Until then all had been simple in his life; he manufactured and sold, or bought to sell again
RIVER OF DEATH
He grinned as one of them brushed him as she hurried past. Another man might have been acutely conscious of the girl's contact, but not Anthony Saxon. He had only two passions in his life, outside of the shows he directed. Jewels were one. Rare books the other. He collected both with the zeal of a miser.
ROAD OF CRIME
ANGRY murmurs came from the mobsmen. Trouble was in the balance. Wolf Daggert's insinuations had reached receptive ears. While Wolf held his gun, while Graham glared in return, a feeling of unrest and dissatisfaction stirred the brutal minds of the assembled mobsmen.
ROAD OF CRIME
The fang-toothed gangster looked about him in a furtive manner. He knew that he was taking liberties in paying a visit to this place against King Furzman's orders. That was why he had not announced himself in the lobby. He had sneaked past the doorman to board an elevator; the operator had not seen the action and hence had raised no objection.
Rob Roy
But I had not any time for classical quotation, for there was obviously a fray about to ensue, at which, feeling
myself indiginant at the inhospitable insolence with which I was treated, I was totally indifferent, unless on
the Bailie's account, whose person and qualities were ill qualified for such an adventure. I started up,
however, on seeing the others rise
Robbery Under Arms
Rolf Boldrewood's Story of Life and Adventure in the Bush and in the Goldfields of Australia -- who'd've thought we still title 'em that way?
Robin Hood
J. Walker McSpadden's tale of the Guy in Green and his Merry Men. I've chalked it in with Arthur because of, well, you know, Ivanhoe and Bulfinch's and stuff.
ROOM OF DOOM
INSPECTOR JOE CARDONA rubbed the back of his neck, wondering what was wrong with it. He turned around and saw Lamont Cranston standing in the doorway to Aldriff's den. Joe felt his momentary surprise fade. He was used to that tingling sensation when people looked at him behind his back.
Rosamund, Queen of the Lombards
ROSAMUND./I am yet alive to question if I live/And wonder what may ever bid me die./But live I will, being yet not dead with thee,/Father. Thou knowest in Paradise my heart./I feel thy kisses breathing on my lips,/Whereto the dead cold relic of thy face/Was pressed at bidding of thy slayer last night
Rose in Bloom
For a time everything went smoothly, and Rose was a happy girl. The world seemed a beautiful and friendly
place, and fulfillment of her brightest dreams appeared to be a possibility. Of course this could not last, and
disappointment was inevitable, because young eyes look for a Paradise and weep when they find a workaday
world which seems full of care and trouble till one learns to gladden and glorify it with high thoughts and holy
living.
Rose O' the River
If Rose was not as happy as Stephen, she was quietly content, and felt that she had more to be grateful
for than most girls, for Stephen surprised her with first one evidence and then another of thoughtful
generosity. In his heart of hearts he felt that Rose was not wholly his, that she reserved, withheld
something; and it was the subjugation of this rebellious province that he sought.
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
ROSENCRANTZ / To sleep, perchance to --/Dream. /That's very true. I never dream myself. /But Guildenstern dreams all night long out loud. --by W.S. Gilbert, of Gilbert & Sullivan fame.
Roughing It
The next morning, bright and early, we took a hasty breakfast, and hurried to the starting-place. Then an inconvenience presented itself which we had not properly appreciated before, namely, that one cannot make a heavy traveling trunk stand for twenty-five pounds of baggage-- because it weighs a good deal more. But that was all we could take-- twenty-five pounds each. So we had to snatch our trunks open, and make a selection in a good deal of a hurry.
Round the Moon
What had happened? What effect had this frightful shock produced? Had the ingenuity of the
constructors of the projectile obtained any happy result? Had the shock been deadened, thanks to the
springs, the four plugs, the water-cushions, and the partition-breaks?--Follows From the Earth to the Moon
Round the Red Lamp
Doyle on medicine as a career -- OK, not a mystery.
Rowdy of the Cross L
Rowdy was sprawled ungracefully upon somebody's bunk--he neither knew nor cared whose--and he was snoring unmelodiously, and not dreaming a thing; for when a cow-puncher has nothing in particular to do, he sleeps to atone for the weary hours when he must be very wide-awake. An avalanche descended upon his unwarned middle, and checked the rhythmic ebb and flow of sound.
Roxana, The Fortunate Mistress
But I had lived three-quarters of a year in his house after that and had paid him no rent, and, which
was worse, I was in no condition to pay him any. However, I observed he came oftener to see me,
looked kinder upon me, and spoke more friendly to me than he used to do; particularly the last two
or three times he had been there--by Daniel Defoe
Royalty Restored, or London under Charles II
Whilst the king conducted the negotiations of his marriage with Catherine of Braganza, he likewise continued the pursuit of his intrigue with Barbara Palmer. The unhappy fascination which this vile woman exercised over his majesty increased with time; and though his ministers declared a suitable marriage would reform his ways, his courtiers concluded he had no intention of abandoning his mistress in favour of his wife. --by J. Fitzgerald Molloy
Rupert Of Hentzau: From The Memoirs Of Fritz Von Tarlenheim
Sequel to Prisoner of Zenda.
