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Ordinary language is all right.
One could divide humanity into two classes:
those who master a metaphor, and those who hold by a formula.
Those with a bent for both are too few, they do not comprise a class.
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'brought to light—that is to within reach of the dim day constituted by their discretions and privacies—'
'—as if the earth sent forth an inward heat to greet the returning sun; not yellow but green is the color of its flame'
'He could only feel with a terrible pang that there was something in Hetty's life unknown to him; that while he had been rocking himself in the hope that she would come to love him, she was already loving another.'
'Thus the sun whose light and warmth we make use of every day has its circumspectly discovered, eminent places in terms of the changing usability of what it gives us: sunrise, noon, sunset, midnight.'
'The monotony of everydayness takes whatever the day happens to bring as a change.'