“He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”
Emily Brontë book Wuthering Heights
Variant: Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same
Source: Wuthering Heights
Wanderer and Burns Living Flowers, p. 619
The Host (2008)
“He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”
Emily Brontë book Wuthering Heights
Variant: Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same
Source: Wuthering Heights
Tommy Douglas (1904–1986) Scottish-born Canadian politician
To Liberal leader of the time Walter Tucker, quoted "Star Phoenix" July 14 1947.
Thomas Traherne (1636–1674) English poet
"The Salutation", stanza 7; The Poetical Works of Thomas Traherne, B.D. (London: Bertram Dobell, 1903) p. 3.
“The uncounscious actions of a pure soul are even more strange than the vice's schemes.”
Raymond Radiguet (1903–1923) French writer
Les manoeuvres inconscientes d'une âme pure sont encore plus singulières que les combinaisons du vice
Raymond Radiguet: Le bal du comte d'Orgel. Paris 1924. P. 1.
“I have seen no more evident monstrosity and miracle in the world than myself.”
Michel De Montaigne book Essays
Book III, Ch. 11
Essais (1595), Book III
James Branch Cabell book The Cream of the Jest
Ch 28 : The Shallowest Sort of Mysticism
The Cream of the Jest (1917)
Context: I quite fixedly believe the Wardens of Earth sometimes unbar strange windows, that face on other worlds than ours. And some of us, I think, once in a while get a peep through these windows. But we are not permitted to get a long peep, or an unobstructed peep, nor very certainly, are we permitted to see all there is — out yonder. The fatal fault, sir, of your theorizing is that it is too complete. It aims to throw light upon the universe, and therefore is self-evidently moonshine. The Wardens of Earth do not desire that we should understand the universe, Mr. Kennaston; it is part of Their appointed task to insure that we never do; and because of Their efficiency every notion that any man, dead, living, or unborn, might form as to the universe will necessarily prove wrong.
James Branch Cabell book The Cream of the Jest
Source: The Cream of the Jest (1917), Ch. 40 : Which Mr. Flaherty Does Not Quite Explain
Context: The Wardens of Earth sometimes unbar strange windows, I suspect — windows which face on other worlds than ours: and They permit this-or-that man to peer out fleetingly, perhaps, just for the joke's sake; since always They humorously contrive matters so this man shall never be able to convince his fellows of what he has seen or of the fact that he was granted any peep at all. The Wardens without fail arrange what we call — gravely, too — "some natural explanation."