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Sunday, August 28, 2016

Daily Dose


From The Drunkard, by Emile Zola, translated by Arthur Symon

WHEN

"When she let a thing drop, it might lie where it was; she wasn't going to take the trouble to pick it up.  She was far too lazy for that.  She preferred to save her bacon."

From Chapter 10

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Daily Dose

From Figures of Several Centuries, by Arthur Symons

ON LAMB'S LETTERS

"What began in mischief ends in art."

From Charles Lamb

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Daily Dose

From Essays of Leigh Hunt, edited by Arthur Symons

HUMBLE ONE

"A proud man may say, 'What shall I think of myself, if I don't get up?' but the more humble one will be content to waive this prodigious notion of himself, out of respect for his kindly bed."

From Getting Up on Cold Mornings