Genet had been right at least about one thing. Blacks should be used to play whites. For centuries we had probed their faces, the angles of their bodies, the sounds of their voices and even their odors.Often our survival had depended on the accurate reading of a white man's chuckle or the disdainful wave of a white woman's hand.1981The Heart of a Woman, ch.12.
Onlybut this is rare When a beloved hand is laid in ours, When, jaded with the rush and glare Of the interminable hours, Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear, When our world-deafened ear Is by the tones of a loved voice caressed A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast, And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again. The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain, And what we mean, we say, and what we would, we know.Matthew Arnold: 1852 Empedocles on Etna and Other Poems,'The Buried Life', l.77-87.
And it is the colour of sand, The darkness, as it sifts through your hand.John Lawrence Ashbery: 1962 The Tennis Court Oath,'How Much Longer Will I Be Able To Inhabit The Divine Sepulcher'.
Many men would take the death sentence without a whimper to escape the life-sentence which fate carries in her other hand.Arabia: 1936 The Mint, pt.1, ch.4.
And lang, lang may the ladyes sit, Wi' their fans into their hand, Before they see Sir Patrick Spens Come sailing to the strand! 56'Sir Patrick Spens'.
Is this a holy thing to see In a rich fruitful land, Babes reduced to misery, Fed with cold and usurous hand?william blake: 1794 Songs of Experience,'Holy Thursday'.
And having looked to government for bread, on the very first scarcity they will turn and bite the hand that fed them. To avoid that evil, government will redouble the causes of it; and then it will become inveterate and incurable.Edmund Burke: 1795 Thoughts and Details on Scarcity, Nov (published1800).
Doubtless the pleasure is as great Of being cheated, as to cheat. As lookers-on feel most delight, That least perceive a juggler's sleight, And still the less they understand, The more th'admire his sleight of hand.1664 Hudibras, pt.2, canto 3, l.1-6.
Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence? If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me. If Isay, Surely the darknessshall cover me; even thenight shall be light about me. Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee.Bible (Old Testament): Psalms139:7-12.
In the same hourcame forth fingers of a man's hand, and wrote over against the candlestick upon the plaister of the wall of the king's palace: and the king saw the part of the hand that wrote.Bible (Old Testament): Daniel 5:5.
I fear thee ancient Mariner! I fear thy skinny hand! And thou art long, and lank, and brown, As is the ribbed sea-sand.Samuel Taylor Coleridge: 1798 'The Rime of the Ancient Mariner', pt.4.
I had cherished a profound conviction that her bringing me up by hand, gave her no right to bring me up by jerks.charles dickens: 1860-1 Great Expectations, ch.8.
O God of Bethel! by whose hand Thy people still are fed, Who through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led.Philip Doddridge: Hymns,'O God of Bethel' (published1755).
Are not your kisses then as filthy, and more, As a worm sucking an envenomed sore? Doth not thy fearful hand in felling quake, As one which gathering flowers, still fears a snake? Is not your last act harsh, and violent, As when a plough a stony ground doth rent?john donne: c.1595 Elegies, no.8,'The Comparison'.
But when to sin our biased nature leans, The careful Devil is still at hand with means; And providently pimps for ill desires.john dryden: 1681Absalom and Achitophel, pt.1, l.79-81.
And, dying, bless the hand that gave the blow.john dryden: 1681The Spanish Friar, act 2, sc.2.
The bishops eat from my hand.Maurice Duplessis: Characteristic remark, recalled in Conrad Black Duplessis (1977).
Not Eve, whose fault was only too much love, Which made her give this present to her dear, That what she tasted he likewise might prove, Whereby his knowledge might become more clear; He never sought her weakness to reprove With those sharp words which he of God did hear; Yet men will boast of knowledge, which he took From Eve's fair hand, as from a learned book.Aemilia Lanyer: 1611Salve Deus Ex Judaeorum,'Eve's Apology in Defense of Women'.
L'amour n'est pas un feu que l'on tient dans la main. Love is not a flame that one holds in the hand. 'Marguerite d'Angoule" me: 1558 Heptame ron, pt.47.
His Majesty entered the House, and as he passed up towards the Chair, he cast his eye on the right hand near Ruskin the Bar of the House where Mr Pym used to sit; but His Majesty, not seeing him there (knowing him well) went up to the Chair and said,'By your leave, Mr Speaker, I must borrow your chair a little.'1642 His account of the attempt made by Charles I to arrest five Members of Parliament on 4 Jan.
Facility is a dangerous thing.Where there is too much technical ease the brain stops criticising. Don't let the hand fall into a smart way of putting the mind to sleep.John French Sloan: 1939 Gist of Art.
This rortie wretched city Sair come down frae its auld hiechts The hauf o't smug, complacent, Lost til all pride of race or spirit, The tither wild and rouch as ever In its secret hairt But lost alsweill, the smeddum tane, The man o'independent mind has cap in hand the day Sits on its craggy spine And drees the wind and rain That nourished all its genius Weary wi centuries This empty capital snorts like a great beast Caged in its sleep, dreaming of freedom.1954 Of Edinburgh.'Kynd Kittock's Land' (Kynd Kittock is a character in the poetry of the16c Scottish poetWilliam Dunbar.) rortie=splendid, smeddum=spirit, drees=endures.
'I'll not hurt thee,'says my uncleToby, rising from his chair, and going across the room, with the fly in his hand, 'I'll not hurt a hair of thy head:Go,'says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape;'go, poor devil, get thee gone, why should I hurt thee?This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me.'Laurence Sterne: 1759-67 Tristram Shandy, bk.2, ch.12.
That curious engine, your white hand.john webster: 1623 The Duchess of Malfi, act 3, sc.2.
If his thinking has been sound, then this world is at the end of its tether. The end of everything we call life is close at hand and cannot be evaded.H(erbert) G(eorge) Wells: 1945 Mind at the End of ItsTether, ch.1.