“I, too, shall wake again.”
Jean-Christophe to himself. Part 3: Ada
Jean-Christophe (1904 - 1912), Youth (1904)
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Horatius Bonar (1808–1889) British minister and poet
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 308.
“I'm sleeping like a baby, too. Every two hours, I wake up, screaming.”
Colin Powell (1937) Former U.S. Secretary of State and retired four-star general
Upon hearing that President Bush was "sleeping like a baby" on the eve of war with Iraq, as quoted in "The Tragedy of Colin Powell" (19 February 2004) http://slate.msn.com/id/2095756/. <br class="br">2000s
Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–1838) English poet and novelist
(20th March 1824) Metrical Tales. Tale IV.— The Troubadour
The London Literary Gazette, 1824
“He stirred again, halfway between sleep and wakefulness, and he was not alone.”
Clifford D. Simak Highway of Eternity
Highway of Eternity (1986)
Context: He stirred again, halfway between sleep and wakefulness, and he was not alone. Across the fire from him sat, or seemed to sit, a man wrapped in some all-enveloping covering that might have been a cloak, wearing on his head a conical hat that dropped down so far it hid his face. Beside him sat the wolf — the wolf, for Boone was certain that it was the same wolf with which he'd found himself sitting nose to nose when he had wakened the night before. The wolf was smiling at him, and he had never known that a wolf could smile.
He stared at the hat. Who are you? What is this about?
He spoke in his mind, talking to himself, not really to the hat. He had not spoken aloud for fear of startling the wolf.
The Hat replied. It is about the brotherhood of life. Who I am is of no consequence. I am only here to act as an interpreter.
An interpreter for whom?
For the wolf and you.
But the wolf does not talk.
No, he does not talk. But he thinks. He is greatly pleased and puzzled.
Puzzled I can understand. But pleased?
He feels a sameness with you. He senses something in you that reminds him of himself. He puzzles what you are.
In time to come, said Boone, he will be one with us. He will become a dog.
If he knew that, said The Hat, it would not impress him. He thinks now to be one with you. An equal. A dog is not your equal...
“All hearts of the earth shall find new birth
And wake, no more to sin.”
Vachel Lindsay (1879–1931) American poet
Star Of My Heart (1913)
Context: Our Christmas shall be rare at dawning there,
And each shall find his brother fair,
Like a little child within:
All hearts of the earth shall find new birth
And wake, no more to sin.
Shelby Foote (1916–2005) Novelist, historian
Interview for the People Magazine, 1990
