
“a speck of dust hanging/in a vertical wall of light.’ ( Letter from the Hills )”
St Cyril Road and Other Poems (2005)
Source: His Dark Materials, The Golden Compass (1995), Ch. 1 : The Decanter of Tokay
“a speck of dust hanging/in a vertical wall of light.’ ( Letter from the Hills )”
St Cyril Road and Other Poems (2005)
Song lyrics, Never for Ever (1980)
Source: Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance (1974), Ch. 29
Context: The bones of the Sophists long ago turned to dust and what they said turned to dust with them and the dust was buried under the rubble of declining Athens through its fall and Macedonia through its decline and fall. Through the decline and death of ancient Rome and Byzantium and the Ottoman Empire and the modern states—buried so deep and with such ceremoniousness and such unction and such evil that only a madman centuries later could discover the clues needed to uncover them, and see with horror what had been done.
“When it all comes down to dust I will kill you if I must, I will help you if I can.”
"Story of Isaac"
Songs from a Room (1969)
Context: When it all comes down to dust I will kill you if I must, I will help you if I can.
When it all comes down to dust I will help you if I must, I will kill you if I can.
“Neither dust nor light stirred. It was as if time had been bled dry and given up.”
Part 3 “The Compass Factory”, chapter 20 (p. 241)
The Scar (2002)