1915 · Skopia

Showing 34 quotes from 1915

Novel · Magazine · Modernist literature

He was unheeded, happy and near to the wild heart of life.

The Egoist · 1915

★ 7.1

I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock · 1915

★ 7.1

Truth is the first casualty in war.

Women and War · 1915

★ 6.9

Novel · Magazine · Modernist literature

His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or reverie, he had heard their tale before.

The Egoist · 1915

★ 6.9

Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky.

1915

★ 5.5

Novel · Modernist literature

I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man · 1915

★ 5.4

Speech · Political speech

Our whole duty, for the present, at any rate, is summed up in this motto, "America first."

1915

★ 4.5

Novel · Modernist literature

When Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect.

The Metamorphosis · 1915

★ 3.8

Novel · Magazine · Modernist literature

Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not.

The Egoist · 1915

★ 3.7

There's always one who loves and one who lets himself be loved.

W. Somerset Maugham

Of Human Bondage · 1915

★ 3.7

There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm.

The Song of the Lark · 1915

★ 3.7

Speech · Political speech

No nation is fit to sit in judgment upon any other nation.

1915

★ 3.7

It might be that to surrender to happiness was to accept defeat, but it was a defeat better than many victories.

W. Somerset Maugham

Of Human Bondage · 1915

★ 3.6

People live through such pain only once. Pain comes again-but it finds a tougher surface.

The Song of the Lark · 1915

★ 3.6

These be Three silent things: The falling snow... The hour Before the dawn... The mouth of one Just dead.

Adelaide Crapsey

1915

★ 3.5

The dragon-green, the luminous, the dark, the serpent-haunted sea.

James Elroy Flecker

1915

★ 3.5

Pamphlet · Political literature

The worker is the slave of capitalist society, the female worker is the slave of that slave.

1915

★ 3.5

In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.

In Flanders Fields · 1915

★ 3.5

Novel · Magazine · Modernist literature

It is a curious thing, do you know, Cranly said dispassionately, how your mind is supersaturated with the religion in which you say you disbelieve.

The Egoist · 1915

★ 2.0

People ask you for criticism, but they only want praise.

W. Somerset Maugham

1915

★ 2.0

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