Light Years
Quotes from the Book
We have flattered ourselves by inventing proverbs of comparison in matter of blindness,--"blind as a bat," for instance. It would be safe to say that there cannot be found in the animal kingdom a bat, or any other creature, so blind in its own range of circumstance and connection, as the greater majority of human beings are in the bosoms of their families. Tempers strain and recover, hearts break and heal, strength falters, fails, and comes near to giving way altogether, every day, without being noted by the closest lookers-on.
Next time!" In what calendar are kept the records of those next times which never come?
Gazing around, looking up at the lofty pinnacles above, which seemed to pierce the sky, looking down upon the world,--it seemed the whole world, so limitless it stretched away at her feet,--feeling that infinite unspeakable sense of nearness to Heaven, remoteness from earth which comes only on mountain heights, she drew in a long breath of delight, and cried: "At last! at last, Alessandro! Here we are safe! This is freedom! This is joy!
The wild mustard in Southern California is like that spoken of in the New Testament. . . . Its gold is as distinct a value to the eye as the nugget gold is in the pocket.
There had been no crises of incident, or marked movements of experience such as in Felipe's imaginations of love were essential to the fulness of its growth. This is a common mistake on the part of those who have never felt love's true bonds. Once in those chains, one perceives that they are not of the sort full forged in a day. They are made as the great iron cables are made, on which bridges are swung across the widest water-channels,--not of single huge rods, or bars, which would be stronger, perhaps, to look at; but myriads of the finest wires, each one by itself so fine, so frail, it would barely hold a child's kite in the wind: by hundreds, hundreds of thousands of such, twisted, re-twisted together, are made the mighty cables, which do not any more swerve from their place in the air, under the weight and jar of the ceaseless traffic and tread of two cities, than the solid earth swerves under the same ceaseless weight and jar. Such cables do not break.
Will not the Senorita trust me?" Ramona smiled faintly through her tears. "Yes," she said. "I will trust you. You are Alessandro, are you not?" "Yes, Senorita," he answered, greatly surprised, "I am Alessandro.
But pride carries its banner to the last; and fast as it is driven from one field unfurls it in another, never admitting that there is a shade less honor in the second field than in the first, or in the third than in the second; and so on till death.
There was the whole world; if she loved him like this, nothing could make them wretched; his love would be enough for her, - and for him hers was an empire.
Watch on YouTube
About Helen Hunt Jackson
Book details
- Author
- Helen Hunt Jackson
- Genre
- Classics
- Goodreads rating
- 3.77 (3k ratings) →
Keep reading
Light Years
Nicholas Nickleby
Out of Oz
The Kiss of Deception
Palimpsest
Weyward
The Blue Castle
Green Dolphin Street
Juliet
Little, Big
Our Mutual Friend
Wayfarer
Ahab's Wife, or The Star-Gazer
Beloved
Sword & Citadel
Look Homeward, Angel
Prodigal Summer
Weaveworld
In Sunlight and in Shadow
Armadale
The Enchantress of Florence
Emily of New Moon
Lavinia
All the Pretty Horses
Sea of Poppies
New York
Howards End
Stardust
Enchanted
The Arabian Nights
The White Queen
The Memoirs of Cleopatra
The Bronzed Beasts
Bel Canto
The Heart of Betrayal
The Valkyries
Shadow of Night
Purgatorio
Hinds' Feet on High Places
A Conjuring of Light
Crystal Crowned
The Complete Stories and Poems
The Well of Loneliness
War for the Oaks
The Evolution of Calpurnia Tate
Shadow Scale
The Girl Who Drank the Moon
A Soldier of the Great War
The Volcano Lover: A Romance
A Day of Fallen Night
The Return of the Native
Main Street
Abarat
Pavilion of Women: A Novel of Life in the Women's Quarters
Oblomov
Where Angels Fear to Tread
Freddy and Fredericka
The Beautiful
Perelandra

