
“I do matter, and despising me was the gravest error of their lives.”
Homecoming saga, The Ships Of Earth (1994)
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Usenet postings, 1997
“I do matter, and despising me was the gravest error of their lives.”
Homecoming saga, The Ships Of Earth (1994)
“But if a man shall hope in aught he does
To escape the eyes of god, he makes an error.”
Olympian 1, line 63; page 6
Olympian Odes (476 BC)
1860s, Letter to Horace Greeley (1862)
Source: Our Modern Idol: Mathematical Science (1984), p. 3.
Summations, Chapter 47
Context: I felt in me five manner of workings, which be these: Enjoying, mourning, desire, dread, and sure hope. Enjoying: for God gave me understanding and knowing that it was Himself that I saw; mourning: and that was for failing; desire: and that was I might see Him ever more and more, understanding and knowing that we shall never have full rest till we see Him verily and clearly in heaven; dread was: for it seemed to me in all that time that that sight should fail, and I be left to myself; sure hope was in the endless love: that I saw I should be kept by His mercy and brought to His bliss. And the joying in His sight with this sure hope of His merciful keeping made me to have feeling and comfort so that mourning and dread were not greatly painful. And yet in all this I beheld in the Shewing of God that this manner of sight may not be continuant in this life, — and that for His own worship and for increase of our endless joy. And therefore we fail oftentimes of the sight of Him, and anon we fall into our self, and then find we no feeling of right, — naught but contrariness that is in our self; and that of the elder root of our first sin, with all the sins that follow, of our contrivance. And in this we are in travail and tempest with feeling of sins, and of pain in many divers manners, spiritual and bodily, as it is known to us in this life.
Ash-Wednesday (1930)
Context: Because I do not hope to turn again
Because I do not hope
Because I do not hope to turn
Desiring this man's gift and that man's scope
I no longer strive to strive towards such things
(Why should the agèd eagle stretch its wings?)
Why should I mourn
The vanished power of the usual reign?
Logical Atomism (1924)
1920s