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In my thirty-some years I have never until this moment seen such an expression as is on her face. The ideal of classical Greek sculpture, I understand, can be summed up in the phrase "poised containment," which seems to signify the energy of the human form held poised for action. The resonance of such a figure subtly inheres in that moment before the figure moves and changes into unguessable energies, ... (p. 37)
— Oct 22, 2012 09:26PM
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The strange thing is that it is the same maid who has done everything since I arrived -- answering the door to me, serving the evening meal, showing me to the bathhouse, and now laying out my bed. What's more, she has scarcely spoken a word, though she doesn't seem particularly countrified in her ways. Earlier I followed behind this girl as she wound along the endless passageway-cum-staircase to my room, ... ( p.26)
— Oct 22, 2012 02:37AM
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One who laments her white hair only when she looks in a mirror must be accounted among the happy. This old woman, who first comprehends the swiftness of the turning wheel of Time as she counts off on bent fingers the passage of five years, must then surely be closer to the unworldly mountain immortals than to us humans.
"She would have made a beautiful sight. I wish I'd come to see."
... (p. 22)
— Oct 21, 2012 09:53PM
"She would have made a beautiful sight. I wish I'd come to see."
... (p. 22)
Smiley
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The old man, brushwood broom,... That pose, as they stand facing each other, remains vividly before my eyes to this day. From where I was seated, the old woman's face was more or less directly facing me. Ah, how beautiful! I thought, and in the moment her expression burned itself like a photograph into my heart. The face before me and that face are so intimately alike that the same blood might flow in both. (p. 16)
— Oct 20, 2012 10:52PM
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If such restorative sleep is necessity in this dawning twentieth century of ours, then the poetry of transcendence must be a precious thing. Unfortunately, our poets today and their readers have all become infected by Western writers, and no more do they set off in a cheerful little boat upstream to a land of peace and tranquillity. I am not a poet by profession, so my intention is not to preach the virtues ..(p. 10)
— Oct 20, 2012 06:24PM
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As I climb the mountain path, I ponder ---
If you work by reason, you grow rough-edged; if you choose to dip your oar into sentiment's stream, it will sweep you away. Demanding your own way only serves to constrain you. However you look at it, the human world is not an easy place to live.
And when its difficulties intensify, you find yourself longing to leave that world and dwell in some easier one ... (p.3)
— Oct 19, 2012 09:27PM
If you work by reason, you grow rough-edged; if you choose to dip your oar into sentiment's stream, it will sweep you away. Demanding your own way only serves to constrain you. However you look at it, the human world is not an easy place to live.
And when its difficulties intensify, you find yourself longing to leave that world and dwell in some easier one ... (p.3)
