32 match(es) found in quotations

Henry David Thoreau :
Shall, then, the maple yield sugar, and not man? Shall the farmer be thus active, and surely have so much sugar to show for it, before this very March is gone,—while I read the newspaper? While he works in his sugar-camp let me work in mine,—for sweetness is in me, and to sugar it shall come,—it shall not all go to leaves and wood. Am I not a sugar maple man, then? Boil down the sweet sap which the spring causes to flow within you. Stop not at syrup,—go on to sugar, though you present the world with but a single crystal,—a crystal not made from trees in your yard, but from the new life that stirs in your pores. Cheerfully skim your kettle, and watch it set and crystallize, making it a holiday of it if you will. Heaven will be propitious to you as to him.
[Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. Letter, March 13, 1856, to Harrison Blake, in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 6, p. 278, Houghton Mifflin (1906).]
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Henry David Thoreau :
Already these brilliant trees throughout the street, without any more variety, are at least equal to an annual festival and holiday, or a week of such. These are cheap and innocent gala- days, celebrated by one and all without the aid of committees or marshals, such a show as may safely be licensed, not attracting gamblers or rum-sellers, not requiring any special police to keep the peace. And poor indeed must be that New England village's October which has not the maple in its streets. This October festival costs no powder, nor ringing of bells, but every tree is a living liberty-pole on which a thousand bright flags are waving.
[Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. "Autumnal Tints" (1862), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 5, p. 274, Houghton Mifflin (1906).]
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Mark Twain [Samuel Langhorne Clemens] :
Annihilation has no terrors for me, because I have already tried it before I was born—a hundred million years—and I have suffered more in an hour, in this life, than I remember to have suffered in the whole hundred million years put together. There was a peace, a serenity, an absence of all sense of responsibility, an absence of worry, an absence of care, grief, perplexity; and the presence of a deep content and unbroken satisfaction in that hundred million years of holiday which I look back upon with a tender longing and with a grateful desire to resume, when the opportunity comes.
[Mark Twain [Samuel Langhorne Clemens] (1835-1910), U.S. author. Autobiography, ch. 49, ed. Charles Neider (1959). Twain dictated his memoirs in the last years of his life, after he had lost his second daughter and wife.]
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Arnold Bennett :
The traveller, however virginal and enthusiastic, does not enjoy an unbroken ecstasy. He has periods of gloom, periods when he asks himself the object of all these exertions, and puts the question whether or not he is really experiencing pleasure. At such times he suspects that he is not seeing the right things, that the characteristic, the right aspects of these strange scenes are escaping him. He looks forward dully to the days of his holiday yet to pass, and wonders how he will dispose of them. He is disgusted because his money is not more, his command of the language so slight, and his capacity for enjoyment so limited.
[Arnold Bennett (1867-1931), British novelist. The Journals of Arnold Bennett, entry for Oct. 25, 1897 (1932).]
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Julia Peterkin :
I hear that in many places something has happened to Christmas; that it is changing from a time of merriment and carefree gaiety to a holiday which is filled with tedium; that many people dread the day and the obligation to give Christmas presents is a nightmare to weary, bored souls; that the children of enlightened parents no longer believe in Santa Claus; that all in all, the effort to be happy and have pleasure makes many honest hearts grow dark with despair instead of beaming with good will and cheerfulness.
[Julia Peterkin (1880-1961), U.S. author. A Plantation Christmas (1934).]
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Billy Wilder :
Don: Why are they closed? They're all closed, every one of them. Pawnbroker: Sure they are. It's Yom Kippur. Don: It's what? Pawnbroker: It's Yom Kippur, a Jewish holiday. Don: It is? So what about Kelly's and Gallagher's? Pawnbroker: They're closed, too. We've got an agreement. They keep closed on Yom Kippur and we don't open on St. Patrick's.
[Billy Wilder (b. 1906), Austrian-born-U.S., and Charles Brackett (1892-1969), U.S. screenwriter. Don (Ray Milland), Pawnbroker (Milton Wallace), The Lost Weekend, talking about pawnshops as Don is trying to hock his typewriter for money for liquor (1945).]
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Henry David Thoreau :
The landscape was clothed in a mild and quiet light, in which the woods and fences checkered and partitioned it with new regularity, and rough and uneven fields stretched away with lawn-like smoothness to the horizon, and the clouds, finely distinct and picturesque, seemed a fit drapery to hang over fairyland. The world seemed decked for some holiday or prouder pageantry ... like a green lane into a country maze, at the season when fruit-trees are in blossom.
[Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers (1849), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 1, p. 45, Houghton Mifflin (1906).]
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William Butler Yeats :
Come let us mock at the good That fancied goodness might be gay, And sick of solitude Might proclaim a holiday: Wind shrieked and where are they?
[William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet, playwright. "Nineteen Hundred and Nineteen."]
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Maxine Kumin :
With a broad shoehorn I am unstuffing a big bird in this dream Msomebody else's holiday feast— and repacking the crop of my own, knowing it will burst with such onion, oyster, savory bread crust.
[Maxine Kumin (b. 1925), U.S. poet. "In the Uneasy Sleep of the Translator," lines 1-6 (1975).]
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William Shakespeare :
Come, woo me, woo me; for now I am in a holiday humor, and like enough to consent.
[William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Rosalind, in As You Like It, act 4, sc. 1, l. 68-9. Pretending to be able to cure Orlando of his love-sickness.]
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