"The present is the instant in which the future crumbles into the past.
"Everything made now is either a replica or a variant of something made a little time ago and so on back without break to the first morning of human time. This continuous connection of time must contain lesser divisions. The narrative historian always has the privilege of deciding that continuity cuts better into certain lengths than into others. He never is required to defend his cut, because history cuts anywhere with equal ease, and a good story can begin anywhere the teller chooses.
"Take the familiar "tick-tock”, of the clock. Well, the clock doesn’t go “tick-tock” at all; it goes “tick-tick”, every tick producing the same sound. It’s just that our consciousness runs two successive ticks into single “tick-tock” experience - but only if the duration between ticks is less than about three seconds. A really big pendulum clock just goes “tock…tock…tock…”, whereas a bedside clock chatters away: “ticktockticktock…
"My perfect day is sitting in a room with some blank paper. That’s heaven. That’s gold and anything else is just a waste of time.
"Genius is often only the power of making continuous efforts. The line between failure and success is so fine that we scarcely know when we pass it — so fine that we are often on the line and do not know it. How many a man has thrown up his hands at a time when a little more effort, a little more patience, would have achieved success.
As the tide goes clear out, so it comes clear in. In business sometimes prospects may seem darkest when really they are on the turn. A little more persistence, a little more effort, and what seemed hopeless failure may turn to glorious success. There is no failure except in no longer trying. There is no defeat except from within, no really insurmountable barrier save our own inherent weakness of purpose.
—
Elbert Hubbard, was an American writer, publisher, artist, and philosopher (1856-1915), as quoted from
Electrical Review (
c. 1895), this was later published as part of various works by Hubbard, including
FRA Magazine : A Journal of Affirmation (1915)
"If men could only know each other, they would neither idolize nor hate.
—
Elbert Hubbard, was an American writer, publisher, artist, and philosopher (1856-1915) cited in
Pearl S. Buck: The Final Chapter, Etc Publications, 1989, p. 168.
There is a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in.
"Eventually we’ll lose the pixel, as it fades beyond our bulky vision. And that will be a tremendous shame.
"… all experience delivered in such detail that the fictions seemed facts, and the facts? The facts insisted on themselves.
