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Princess with Vultures

"Princess with Vultures"

Oil on Canvas - 1893

Henry Justice Ford

"I have no regrets for masterpieces unwritten, for genius unfulfilled. It has long seemed abundantly clear to me that I was born into a dying, if not already dead, civilization, whose literature was part of the general decomposition; a heap of rubble scavenged by scrawny English Lit. vultures, and echoing with the hyena cries of Freudians looking for their Marx and Marxists looking for their Freud." 

--Malcolm Muggeridge, Chronicles of Wasted Time


View of Bombay Harbour, January 1870

"View of Bombay Harbour January, 1870"

Unknown Painter

  "Our evening walks were by the sea in the shadow of palm-groves which, I think, were called the Mahim Woods. When the wind blew the great nuts would tumble, and we fled—my ayah, and my sister in her perambulator—to the safety of the open. I have always felt the menacing darkness of tropical eventides, as I have loved the voices of night-winds through palm or banana leaves, and the song of the tree frogs."

--Rudyard Kipling, Something of Myself



Aspens In Autumn

Aspens in Autumn
William S Rice
Woodcut in colors on Japanese Paper
c. 1930

"Frost had turned the leaves, and the mountainsides were splashed with golden clouds of aspen. Great banks of them poured down the steep slopes as though the earth had suddenly decided to give up and pour all her gold out to the waiting hands of men, only this gold was there for everyone to have- they had only to look. It was the kind of wealth that stayed with a man down the years, the kind you could never spend, but the memory of it waited in your mind to be refreshed when another autumn came."

-Louise L'Amour from "Tucker"


Mr. Pickwick in Chase of His Hat


"Mr Pickwick in Chase of His Hat"
Robert Seymour 

     "There are very few moments in a man’s existence, when he experiences so much ludicrous distress, or meets with so little charitable commiseration, as when he is in pursuit of his own hat. A vast deal of coolness, and a peculiar degree of judgment, are requisite in catching a hat. A man must not be precipitate, or he runs over it: he must not rush into the opposite extreme, or he loses it altogether. The best way is, to keep gently up with the object of pursuit, to be wary and cautious, to watch your opportunity well, get gradually before it, then make a rapid dive, seize it by the crown, and stick it firmly on your head: smiling pleasantly all the time, as if you thought it as good a joke as anybody else."

--Charles Dickens, The Pickwick Papers

Castle Ruins on a Cliff Edge

"Castle Ruins on a Cliff Edge"
Oil on Board
Samuel Bough (1822-1878)

"It is perhaps not possible to put into human language that emotion which rises when a man stands upon some plot of European soil and can say with certitude to himself: 'Such and such great, or wonderful, or beautiful things happened here . . .' There is a mood, and it is a mood common in men who have read and who have travelled, in which one is overwhelmed by the sanctity of a place on which men have done this or that a long, long time ago."

--Hilaire Belloc, First and Last, "The Absense of the Past"