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Everything is flowing going somewhere, animals and so-called lifeless rocks as well as water. Thus the snow flows fast or slow in grand beauty-making glaciers and avalanches; the air in majestic floods carrying minerals, plant leaves, seeds, spores, with streams of music and fragrance; water streams carrying rock... While the stars go streaming through space pulsed on and on forever like blood globules in Nature's warm heart.
john muir— My First Summer in the Sierra (1911)
I have seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain.
John Edward Masefield— 1903 'Beauty'.
True friendship is a plant of slow growth, and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity before it is entitled to the appellation.
george washington— Letter to Bushrod Washington (15 January 1783).
Revolutionaries themselves are the last people to realize when, through force of time and circumstance, they have gradually become conservatives. It is scarcely to be wondered at if the public is very nearly as slow in the uptake.
Constant Lambert— "The Revolutionary Situation", p. 31.
Good theories of the mind must span at least three different scales of time: slow, for the billions of years in which our brains have survivied; fast, for the fleeting weeks and months of childhood; and in between, the centuries of growth of our ideas through history.
marvin minsky— Marvin Minsky, The Society of Mind (1988) Ch.1
He that drinks fast, pays slow.
Benjamin Franklin— 1733 Poor Richard's Almanack, Aug.
slow yellow river flowing, willows that gesture in tepid August airs, and four children playing at greatness, as, doubtless, great men themselves must play.
sinclair lewis— Ann Vickers (1933), First lines.
The fellows were practising long shies and bowling lobs and slow twisters. In the soft grey silence he could hear the bump of the balls: and from here and from there through the quiet air the sound of the cricket bats: pick, pack, pock, puck: like drops of water in a fountain falling softly in the brimming bowl.
James Augustine Aloysius Joyce— 1916 A Portrait of the Artist as aYoung Man.
But now my task is smoothly done, I can fly, or I can run Quickly to the green earth's end, Where the bow'd welkin slow doth bend, And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the Moon.
john milton— 1634 Comus, A Mask, l.1011-16.
The responsibility for the creation of new scientific knowledge — and for most of its application — rests on that small body of men and women who understand the fundamental laws of nature and are skilled in the techniques of scientific research. We shall have rapid or slow advance on any scientific frontier depending on the number of highly qualified and trained scientists exploring it.
vannevar bush— Summary
Justice is not to be taken by storm. She is to be wooed by slow advances. Substitute statute for decision, and you shift the center of authority, but add no quota of inspired wisdom.
benjamin n. cardozo— Lecture at Yale University Law School (1923) as quoted in The American Journal of International Law Vol. 29 (1935), p. 32.
I have need of the sky,I have business with the grass;I will up and get me away where the hawk is wheelingLone and high,And the slow clouds go by.I will get me away to the waters that glassThe clouds as they pass.I will get me away to the woods.
richard hovey— "I have Need of the Sky", p. 56.
Progress in modifying our concept of control has been and will be comparatively slow. In the first place, it requires the application of certain modern physical concepts; and in the second place it requires the application of statistical methods which up to the present time have been for the most part left undisturbed in the journal in which they appeared.
walter a. shewhart— Shewhart, Walter A. (1931). Economic control of quality of manufactured product. D. Van Nostrand Company. p. 4-5.
Only a man harrowing clods In a slow silent walk With an old horse that stumbles and nods Half asleep as they stalk. Only thin smoke without flame From the heaps of couch-grass; Yet this will go onward the same Though Dynasties pass. Yonder a maid and her wight Come whispering by: War's annals will cloud into night Ere their story die.
thomas hardy— In Time of 'The Breaking Of Nations' (1915), lines 1-12, from Moments of Vision (1917); the title derives from lines of Jeremiah 51:20 Thou art my battle ax and weapons of war: for with thee will I break in pieces the nations."
The dogma of multiculturalism has left a secular Europe very slow to address the looming problem of religious extremism among its immigrants. The people who speak most sensibly about the threat that Islam poses to Europe are actually fascists . To say that this does not bode well for liberalism is an understatement: It does not bode well for the future of civilization .
sam harris— "The End of Liberalism?", Los Angeles Times, 18 September 2006.
[Robinson Crusoe] is the true prototype of the British colonist. The whole Anglo-Saxon spirit is in Crusoe: the manly independence, the unconscious cruelty, the persistence, the slow yet efficient intelligence, the sexual apathy, the calculating taciturnity.
james joyce— James Joyce, “Daniel Defoe,” translated from Italian manuscript and edited by Joseph Prescott, Buffalo Studies 1 (1964): 24-25
They'll lead us bit by bit toward the revolutionary idea that we've grown about as powerful as it's wise to grow; that the rush of technological innovation that's marked the last five hundred years can finally slow, and spread out to water the whole delta of human possibility. But those decisions will only emerge if people understand the time for what it is: the moment when we stand precariously on the sharp ridge between the human past and the posthuman future, the moment when meaning might evaporate in a tangle of genes or chips.
bill mckibben— p. 198 (Enough: Staying Human in an Engineered Age (2003))
Great problems are now being handled, keeping every thinking man in suspense; the unity or multiplicity of human races; the creation of man 1,000 years or 1,000 centuries ago; the fixity of species, or the slow and progressive transformation of one species into another; the eternity of matter; the idea of a God unnecessary: such are some of the questions that humanity discusses nowadays.
Louis Pasteur— Translation from The Life of Pasteur, p. 140
You cannot force ideas . Successful ideas are the result of slow growth. Ideas do not reach perfection in a day, no matter how much study is put upon them.
alexander graham bell— Alexander Graham Bell, Bell Telephone Talk, Interview with Bell published in How They Succeeded (1901) by Orison Swett Marden, Ch. 2. (1901)
Only a man harrowing clods In a slow silent walk With an old horse that stumbles and nods Half asleep as they stalk. Only thin smoke without flame From the heaps of couch-grass; Yet this will go onward the same Though Dynasties pass. Yonder a maid and her wight Come whispering by: War's annals will cloud into night Ere their story die.
— Thomas Hardy, in "In Time of 'The Breaking Of Nations'" (1915), from Moments of Vision (1917)
The little wind that hardly shook The silver of the sleeping brook Blew the gold hair about her eyes, A mystery of mysteries. So he must often pause, and stoop, And all the wanton ringlets loop Behind her dainty ear emprise Of slow event and many sighs.
— W. D. Howells, Through the Meadow.
Death comes with a crawl or he comes with a pounce. And whether he's slow, or spry, it isn't the fact that you're dead that counts, but only, how did you die?
— Edmund Vance Cooke, How Did You Die?
Let us burn one from end to end, and pass it over to me my friend. Burn it long, we'll burn it slow, to light me up before I go.
— Ben Harper, "Burn One Down" from Fight for your Mind (1995).
Wine is fine but whiskey's quicker, Suicide is slow with liquor. Take a bottle and drown your sorrows, Then it floods away tomorrows.
ozzy osbourne— "Suicide Solution" (1980)
Trolls are slow in the uptake, and mighty suspicious about anything new to them.
— J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit (1937), Chapter 2: "Roast Mutton"
How slow my death agony is.
— Who: Sarah Bernhardt
I don't want to hide. I want to slow dance with you again. I want to dance with you forever.
Sarah black— Border Roads
slow and steady wins the race.
— Mieder, Wolfgang; Kingsbury, Stewart A.; Harder, Kelsie B. (1992). A Dictionary of American proverbs. p. 734.
— Variant: Slowly but surely wins the race.
This mournful truth is ev'rywhere confessed slow rises worth, by poverty depressed.
samuel johnson— London: A Poem (1738), lines 176–177.
