“The dust we tread upon was once alive.”
George Gordon Byron Sardanapalus
Act IV, scene 1.
Sardanapalus (1821)
“How life effaces as it goes
The keenest pang of earlier woes.
How careless and how cold we grow,
Dry as the dust we tread below;”
The Vow of the Peacock (1835)
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Space, Time and Gravitation (1920)
Context: It is of interest to inquire what happens when the aviator's speed... approximates to the velocity of light. Lengths in the direction of flight become smaller and smaller, until for the speed of light they shrink to zero. The aviator and the objects accompanying him shrink to two dimensions. We are saved the difficulty of imagining how the processes of life can go on in two dimensions, because nothing goes on. Time is arrested altogether. This is the description according to the terrestrial observer. The aviator himself detects nothing unusual; he does not perceive that he has stopped moving. He is merely waiting for the next instant to come before making the next movement; and the mere fact that time is arrested means that he does not perceive that the next instant is a long time coming.<!--p.26
“Obladi oblada life goes on bra
Lala how the life goes on”
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David Hume The Natural History of Religion
Part XV - General corollary
The Natural History of Religion (1757)
Context: The universal propensity to believe in invisible, intelligent power, if not an original instinct, being at least a general attendant of human nature, may be considered as a kind of mark or stamp, which the divine workman has set upon his work; and nothing surely can more dignify mankind, than to be thus selected from all other parts of the creation, and to bear the image or impression of the universal Creator. But consult this image, as it appears in the popular religions of the world. How is the deity disfigured in our representations of him! What caprice, absurdity, and immorality are attributed to him! How much is he degraded even below the character, which we should naturally, in common life, ascribe to a man of sense and virtue!
“How do poems grow? They grow out of your life.”
Robert Penn Warren (1905–1989) American poet, novelist, and literary critic
"Poetry Is a Kind of Unconscious Autobiography" in The New York Times (12 May 1985)
