Kurt Vonnegut book The Sirens of Titan
Source: The Sirens of Titan (1959), Chapter 11 “We Hate Malachi Constant Because...” (p. 259)
William Frederic Badé (pages 38-40)
Sierra Club Bulletin - Memorial Issue
Kurt Vonnegut book The Sirens of Titan
Source: The Sirens of Titan (1959), Chapter 11 “We Hate Malachi Constant Because...” (p. 259)
Bernard MacLaverty (1942) Irish writer
Short story, "In the hills above Lugano", p.51
Short Stories, The Great Profundo and Other Stories (1987)
“If a man loses his reverence for any part of life, he will lose his reverence for all of life.”
Albert Schweitzer (1875–1965) French-German physician, theologian, musician and philosopher
Jacques Ellul book Propaganda: The Formation of Men's Attitudes
Propaganda: The Formation of Men's Attitudes (1965)
Context: Propaganda tries to surround man by all possible routes in the realm of feelings as well as ideas, by playing on his will or on his needs, through his conscious and his unconscious, assailing him in both his private and his public life. It furnishes him with a complete system for explaining the world, and provides immediate incentives to action. We are here in the presence of an organized myth that tries to take hold of the entire person. Through the myth it creates, propaganda imposes a complete range of intuitive knowledge, susceptible of only one interpretation, unique and one-sided, and precluding any divergence. This myth becomes so powerful that it invades every arena of consciousness, leaving no faculty or motivation intact. It stimulates in the individual a feeling of exclusiveness, and produces a biased attitude.
“All night, all day, He waits sublime,
Until the fulness of the time
Decreed from His eternity.”
Jean Ingelow (1820–1897) British writer
"Scholar and Carpenter", reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
Context: p>The while He sits whose name is Love,
And waits, as Noah did, for the dove,
To wit if she would fly to him.He waits for us, while, houseless things,
We beat about with bruised wings
On the dark floods and water-springs,
The ruined world, the desolate sea;
With open windows from the prime
All night, all day, He waits sublime,
Until the fulness of the time
Decreed from His eternity.</p
Kate Bush (1958) British recording artist; singer, songwriter, musician and record producer
Song lyrics, Never for Ever (1980)