The achieved West had given the United States something that no people had ever had before, an internal, domestic empire.
BERNARD DEVOTOArt is the terms of an armistice signed with fate.
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One may lack words to express the impact of beauty but no one who has felt it remains untouched. It is renewal, enlargement, intensification.
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The parks preserve it permanently in the inheritance of the American citizens.
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Art is man determined to die sane.
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You can no more keep a martini in the refrigerator than you can keep a kiss there. The proper union of gin and vermouth is a great and sudden glory; it is one of the happiest marriages on earth and one of the shortest-lived.
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This is the violet hour, the hour of hush and wonder, when the affectations glow and valor is reborn, when the shadows deepen along the edge of the forest and we believe that, if we watch carefully, at any moment we may see the unicorn.
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The best reason for putting anything down on paper is that one may then change it.
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The trouble with Reason is that it becomes meaningless at the exact point where it refuses to act.
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History abhors determinism but cannot tolerate chance.
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The heart wakens from coma and its dyspnea ends. Its strengthening pulse is to cross over into campground, to believe that the world has not been altogether lost or, if lost, then not altogether in vain.
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The skillful man is, within the function of his skill, a different psychological organization. . . . A tennis player or a watchmaker or an airplane pilot is an automatism but he is also criticism and wisdom.
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Something can be done with people who put pickled onions in: strangulation seems best.
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You can no more keep a Martini in the refrigerator than you can keep a kiss there.
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When evening quickens in the street, comes a pause in the day’s occupation that is known as the cocktail hour.
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New England is a finished place. Its destiny is that of Florence or Venice, not Milan while the American empire careens onward toward its unpredicted end. . . .
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When evening quickens in the street, comes a pause in the day’s occupation that is known as the cocktail hour. It marks the lifeward turn.
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