Saturday Afternoon.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations (1919)
“Great Heaven! what vain beliefs
Have stirred the pulse and led the hopes of man!
As if that honour could be bought by blood,
And that the fierce right hand was better worth
Than the fine mind, and high and generous heart!”
The Last of the St. Aubyns
Heath's book of Beauty, 1833 (1832)
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A Vision Of Repentance, as quoted in Works of Charles Lamb and Mary Lamb.
O May I Join the Choir Invisible (1867)
Source: O May I Join the Choir Invisible! And Other Favourite Poems
Context: O may I join the choir invisible <br/> Of those immortal dead who live again <br/> In minds made better by their presence; live <br/> In pulses stirred to generosity, <br/> In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn <br/> For miserable aims that end with self, <br/> In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, <br/> And with their mild persistence urge men's search <br/> To vaster issues.
Context: O may I join the choir invisible
Of those immortal dead who live again
In minds made better by their presence; live
In pulses stirred to generosity,
In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn
For miserable aims that end with self,
In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars,
And with their mild persistence urge men's search
To vaster issues.
Speech to the Byron centenary luncheon (29 April 1924), quoted in On England, and Other Addresses (1926), pp. 123-124.
1924
The Notebooks of Leonardo da Vinci (1883), XIX Philosophical Maxims. Morals. Polemics and Speculations.
Source: Leonardo's Notebooks
Part Three, Ch. 11
Source: On the Road (1957)
Context: In 1942 I was the star in one of the filthiest dramas of all time. I was a seaman, and went to the Imperial Café on Scollay Square in Boston to drink; I drank sixty glasses of beer and retired to the toilet, where I wrapped myself around the toilet bowl and went to sleep. During the night at least a hundred seamen and assorted civilians came in and cast their sentient debouchements on me till I was unrecognizably caked. What difference does it make after all? — anonymity in the world of men is better than fame in heaven, for what's heaven? what's earth? All in the mind.
“Fine art is that in which the hand, the head, and the heart of man go together.”
The Two Paths, Lecture II: The Unity of Art, section 54 (1859).
Hymn, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).