
Country Sentiment (1920)
Context: I am an old man
With my bones very brittle,
Though I am a poor old man
Worth very little,
Yet I suck at my long pipe
At peace in the sun,
I do not fret nor much regret
That my work is done.
"Brittle Bones".
Grida Erotimo allor: l'arte maestra
Te non risana, o la mortal mia destra.
Canto XI, stanza 74 (tr. Wickert)
Gerusalemme Liberata (1581)
Grida Erotimo allor: l'arte maestra Te non risana, o la mortal mia destra.
Gerusalemme Liberata (1581)
Country Sentiment (1920)
Context: I am an old man
With my bones very brittle,
Though I am a poor old man
Worth very little,
Yet I suck at my long pipe
At peace in the sun,
I do not fret nor much regret
That my work is done.
"Brittle Bones".
NATIVE SON NAMED AUXILIARY BISHOP IN CITY https://web.archive.org/web/20181021021710/https://www.courant.com/news/connecticut/hc-xpm-1997-03-19-9703190284-story.html (March 19, 1997)
“I am often asked is [my work] science fiction or fantasy and my answer is usually ‘Yes’.”
In a panel about his work in Comic Con 2010. Quoted in China Miéville Takes Comic Con http://www.tor.com/blogs/2010/08/china-mieville-takes-comic-con.
“I am quite sure that in the hereafter she will take me by the hand and lead me to my proper seat.”
Regarding a childhood teacher, as quoted in News summaries (29 August 1955)
Jane to Mr. Rochester (Ch. 23)
Jane Eyre (1847)
Context: Do you think I am an automaton? — a machine without feelings? and can bear to have my morsel of bread snatched from my lips, and my drop of living water dashed from my cup? Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong! — I have as much soul as you — and full as much heart! And if God had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, I should have made it as hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you. I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh: it is my spirit that addresses your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave, and we stood at God's feet, equal — as we are!
“I am whatever was, or is, or will be; and my veil no mortal ever took up.”
Of Isis and Osiris
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)