“Self-destruction would be a brief, almost autoerotic free-fall into a great velvet darkness.”
Mark Mirabello (1955) American writer
Source: The Cannibal Within
1900s, A Free Man's Worship (1903)
“Self-destruction would be a brief, almost autoerotic free-fall into a great velvet darkness.”
Mark Mirabello (1955) American writer
Source: The Cannibal Within
Andrew Carnegie (1835–1919) American businessman and philanthropist
Source: Autobiography of Andrew Carnegie, 1920, Chapter III
Edward Herbert, 1st Baron Herbert of Cherbury (1583–1648) Anglo-Welsh soldier, diplomat, historian, poet and religious philosopher
"To his Mistress for her True Picture", line 49
Max Beerbohm (1872–1956) English writer
his answer.” <br class="br">Source: Zuleika Dobson http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext99/zdbsn11.txt (1911), Ch. IV
R.S. Thomas (1913–2000) Welsh poet
Neb [No-one] (1985)
Context: On seeing his shadow fall on such ancient rocks, he had to question himself in a different context and ask the same old question as before, "Who am I?", and the answer now came more emphatically than ever before, "No-one."
But a no-one with a crown of light about his head. He would remember a verse from Pindar: "Man is a dream about a shadow. But when some splendour falls upon him from God, a glory comes to him and his life is sweet."
George William Russell (1867–1935) Irish writer, editor, critic, poet, and artistic painter
"Germinal" in Vale and Other Poems (1931)
J. Michael Straczynski Passing Through Gethsemane
Lurker's Guide to Babylon 5 : "Passing Through Gethsemane : jms speaks" (13 July (2004) http://www.midwinter.com/lurk/countries/us/guide/048.html. <br class="br">Context: As an atheist, I believe that all life is unspeakably precious, because it’s only here for a brief moment, a flare against the dark, and then it’s gone forever. No afterlives, no second chances, no backsies. So there can be nothing crueler than the abuse, destruction or wanton taking of a life. It is a crime no less than burning the Mona Lisa, for there is always just one of each. So I cannot forgive.
Olaf Stapledon book Star Maker
Source: Star Maker (1937), Chapter XVI: Epilogue: Back to Earth (p. 188)