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"While he was with Miles, Coltrane was tagged with the phrase "sheets of sound." Jazz critic Ira Gitler had first used it. These "sheets of sound" were multinote hailstorms of dense textures that sound like a simultaneous series of waterfalls. "His continuous flow of ideas without stopping really hit me," Gitler said. "It was almost superhuman. The amount of energy he was using could have powered a spaceship."
— New liner notes to Giant Steps (Deluxe edition), Sep, 1997.
Then, the cool kindliness of sheets, that soon Smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss Of blankets.
— 1914 'The Great Lover'.
Iown Ilike definiteforminwhat myeyesaretorest upon; and if landscapes were sold, likethe sheets of characters of my boyhood, one penny plain and twopence coloured, I should go the length of twopence every day of my life.
Robert Louis Stevenson— 1879 Travels with a Donkey,'FatherApollinaris'.
To sum up: your father, whom you love, dies, you are his heir, you come back to find that hardly was the corpse cold before his younger brother popped on to histhrone and into his sheets, thereby offending both legal and natural practice. Now why exactlyare you behaving in this extraordinary manner.
SirTom originally Tom Straussler Stoppard— 1967 To Hamlet. Rosecrantz and Guildenstern are Dead, act1.
No white anything (except sheets).
robert denning— Patricia Volk, "The Sweet Smell of Excess", The New York Times (October 8, 2006; retrieved October 4, 2007).
Of this fair volume which we World do nameIf we the sheets and leaves could turn with care,Of him who it corrects, and did it frame,We clear might read the art and wisdom rare.
drummond, william, of hawthornden— Human Folly
We never had any silk sheets in our family...
jimmy hoffa— Chapter 5, The Spoiled Brat, p. 96
I have lived carefully, sheltered myself from the cold winds, eaten moderately of what was in season, drunk fine claret, slept in my own sheets; I shall live long.
evelyn waugh— Part 3, chapter 5, Lord Marchmain's dying soliloquy.
The poet who writes "free" verse is like Robinson Crusoe on his desert island: he must do all his cooking, laundry and darning for himself. In a few exceptional cases, this manly independence produces something original and impressive, but more often the result is squalor dirty sheets on the unmade bed and empty bottles on the unswept floor.
wystan hugh auden— "Writing", p. 22
The world is rather shot to pieces (end of World War II), 1945), but the spectators climb out of their caves and pretend to have again become normal and customary humans who ask each other’s pardon instead of eating one another or sucking each other’s blood. The entertaining folly of war evaporates, distinguished boredom sits down again on the dignified old overstuffed chairs.. ..May I report about myself that I have had a truly grotesque time, brim-full with work, Nazi persecutions, bombs, hunger, and again and again work – in spite of everything (using his bed sheets as canvas)
max beckmann— In: a letter to Stephan Lackner, Amsterdam, 27 August 1945, as quoted in Max Beckmann, Stephan Lackner, Bonfini Press Corporation, Naefels, Switzerland, 1983, pp. 80 + 86
Marie Farrar: month of birth, April Died in the Meissen penitentiary An unwed mother, judged by the law, she will Show you how all that lives, lives frailly. You who bear your sons in laundered linen sheets And call your pregnancies a "blessed" state Should never damn the outcast and the weak: Her sin was heavy, but her suffering great. Therefore, I beg, make not your anger manifest For all that lives needs help from all the rest.
bertolt brecht— "Of the infanticide Marie Farrar" [Von der Kindesmörderin Marie Farrar] (1920) from Devotions (1922-1927); trans. Sidney H. Bremer in Poems, 1913-1956, p. 92
The distant dogs howled, the melancholy kine complained, and the winds went on raging, whilst furious sheets of rain drove along the roof; but the Majesty of England slept on, undisturbed, and the calf did the same, it being a simple creature, and not easily troubled by storms or embarrassed by sleeping with a king.
mark twain— The Prince And The Pauper, Ch. 18: The Prince with the tramps (1881)
Why make so much of fragmentary blue In here and there a bird, or butterfly, Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye, When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue.
robert frost— "Fragmentary Blue", st. 1 (1923)
Keynes disdained inside information in fact, he once declared that Wall Street traders could make huge fortunes if only they would disregard their "inside" information and his own oracles were nothing but his minute scrutiny of balance sheets, his encyclopedic knowledge of finance , his intuition into personalities, and a certain flair for trading.
robert heilbroner— Chapter IX, John Maynard Keynes, p. 248-249
Darling, all night I have been flickering, off, on, off, on. The sheets grow heavy as a lecher's kiss.
Sylvia Plath— "Fever 103" (Ariel (1965))
I think, I first fell in love when I was in fifth grade with this boy who kept his glass ruler in the sunlight and made rainbows on my desk with it.
Saiber— Stardust and Sheets (2015)
The harsh, useful things of the world, from pulling teeth to digging potatoes, are best done by men who are as starkly sober as so many convicts in the death-house, but the lovely and useless things, the charming and exhilarating things, are best done by men with, as the phrase is, a few sheets in the wind.
— H.L. Mencken, Prejudices, Fourth Series (1924).
Sure, he's not in hell; he's in Arthur's bosom, if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. 'A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christom child; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o’ the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and a’ babbled of green fields.
william shakespeare— Henry V, Act II, scene iii, Mistress Quickly.
Bourgeois society is infected by monomania: the monomania of accounting. For it, the only thing that has value is what can be counted in francs and centimes. It never hesitates to sacrifice human life to figures which look well onpaper, suchasnational budgets or industrial balance sheets.
Simone Weil— La condition ouvrie' re,'La rationalisation' (published1951).
