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Kenneth Grahame - From the Activity category:
- The Wind in the Willows, 1908...
There is nothing - absolutely nothing - half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats. In or out of 'em, it doesn't matter. Nothing seems really to matter, that's the charm of it. Whether you get away, or whether you don't; whether you arrive at your destination or whether you reach somewhere else, or whether you never get anywhere at all, you're always busy, and you never do anything in particular; and when you've done it there's always something else to do. (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Adventure category:
Take the adventure, heed the call, now ere the irrevocable moment passes! 'Tis but a banging of the door behind you, a blithesome step forward, and you are out of your old life and into the new! (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Complaining category:
- Dream Days, 1898...
Don't, for goodness' sake, keep on saying 'Don't'; I hear so much of it, and it's monotonous, and makes me tired. (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Critics category:
Why can't fellows be allowed to do what they like when they like and as they like, instead of other fellows sitting on banks and watching them all the time and making remarks and poetry and things about them? (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Desire category:
- The Wind in the Willows, 1908...
Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing. (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Ego category:
- The Wind in the Willows...
'O, my!' he gasped, as he panted along, 'what an ass I am! What a conceited and heedless ass! Swaggering again! Shouting and singing songs again! Sitting still and gassing again! O my! O my! O my!' (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Exhaustion category:
- The Wind in the Willows, 1908...
...when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea. (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Fear category:
I feel as if I had been through something very exciting and rather terrible, and it was just over; and yet nothing particular has happened. (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Freedom category:
Free! The word and the thought alone were worth fifty blankets... (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Goodness category:
Good, bad, and indifferent - It takes all sorts to make a world. (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Life category:
-The Wind in the Willows, 1908...
Everything seems asleep, and yet going on all the time. It is a goodly life that you lead, friend; no doubt the best in the world, if only you are strong enough to lead it! (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Perfection category:
This time, at last, it is the real, the unmistakable thing, simple - passionate - perfect -... (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Relaxation category:
After all, the best part of a holiday is perhaps not so much to be resting yourself, as to see all the other fellows busy working. (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Searching category:
-The Golden Age, 1895...
As a rule, indeed, grown-up people are fairly correct on matters of fact; it is in the higher gift of imagination that they are so sadly to seek. (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Senses category:
-Dream Days, 1898...
Truly wise men called on each element alike to minister to their joy, and while the touch of sun-bathed air, the fragrance of garden soil, the ductible qualities of mud, and the spark-whirling rapture of playing with fire, had each their special charm, they did not overlook the bliss of getting their feet wet. (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Shock category:
-The Wind in the Willows, 1908...
What is the meaning of this gross outrage? (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Travel category:
-The Wind in the Willows, 1908...
Glorious, stirring sight! The poetry of motion! The real way to travel! The only way to travel! Here today - in next week tomorrow! Villages skipped, towns and cities jumped - always somebody else's horizon! O bliss! O poop-poop! O my! O my! (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Understanding category:
-Dream Days, 1898...
There's a misunderstanding somewhere, and I want to put it right... (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Windows category:
Most of the low latticed windows were innocent of blinds, and to the lookers-in from outside, the inmates, gathered 'round the tea-table, absorbed in handiwork, or talking with laughter or gesture, had each that happy grace which is the last thing the skilled actor shall capture - the natural grace which goes with perfect unconsciousness of observation. (Kenneth Grahame)
Kenneth Grahame - From the Wonder category:
-The Wind in the Willows, 1908...
All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered. (Kenneth Grahame)
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