"The Dark Hours", in Too Many People, and Other Reflections http://books.google.com/books?id=WXRMy9eD_GkC&q="Those+no+sooner+have+I+touched+the+pillow+people+are+past+my+comprehension+There+is+something+suspiciously+bovine+about+them"&pg=PA80#v=onepage (1928).
“There is something inescapably bovine about an American tourist in motion as part of a group. A certain greedy placidity about them. Us, rather. In port we automatically become Peregrinator americanusy Die Lumpenamerikaner.”
The Ugly Ones.
A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again
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American fiction writer and essayist 1962–2008Related quotes
“Sacred and inspired divinity, the sabaoth and port of all men's labours and peregrinations.”
Book II
The Advancement of Learning (1605)
"Axiomatic Thought" (1918), printed in From Kant to Hilbert, Vol. 2 by William Bragg Ewald
“But there was something about you that made me think of sparks and motion.”
Source: The Lover's Dictionary
The Price of the Head, Instauration magazine (March 1980)
1970s, 1980s
Book I, Ch. 2
My Antonia (1918)
Context: I kept as still as I could. Nothing happened. I did not expect anything to happen. I was something that lay under the sun and felt it, like the pumpkins, and I did not want to be anything more. I was entirely happy. Perhaps we feel like that when we die and become a part of something entire, whether it is sun and air, or goodness and knowledge. At any rate, that is happiness; to be dissolved into something complete and great. When it comes to one, it comes as naturally as sleep.