Within about a twelvemonth [of the Roman legions being called home to defend Rome] the barbarians had swept across France: they were in the vineyards of Bordeaux: they were encamped beneath the Pyrenees. All France, said St. Orientius, "smoked like a funeral pyre." This was in 406: four years later, Alaric was in Rome, and she was taken that had taken all the world.
--Helen Waddell (1889-1965) in "Poetry in the Dark Ages," a lecture she gave on 28th October 1947.
“He’s [Obama] going to try to hand over the sovereignty of the United States to the U.N., and what is going to happen when that happens?” Lubbock County [Texas] Judge Tom Head asked a reporter for a local Fox News affiliate during an interview that was supposedly about county business.
“I’m thinking the worst,” he deadpanned [sic]. “Civil unrest, civil disobedience, civil war maybe. And we’re not just talking a few riots here and demonstrations, we’re talking Lexington, Concord, take up arms and get rid of the guy. Now what’s going to happen if we do that? If the public decides to do that? He’s going to send in U.N. troops.”
Head concluded: “I don’t want ‘em in Lubbock County, okay? So I’m going to stand in front of their armored personnel carrier and say ‘you’re not coming in here.’ And the sheriff, I’ve already asked him. I said, ‘You gonna back me?’ He said, ‘Yeah, I’ll back you.’ Well, I don’t want a bunch of rookies back there. I want trained, equipped, seasoned veteran officers to back me.”
We went to the baseball game, [Theodore] Dreiser and I. He was a dour, sulky, unpleasant man. He got bored about the fifth or sixth inning and said, "Come on, let's get out of here," so I had to leave. I remember it was a close game and I was outraged, but I had to go with him..... He was one of the most churlish, disagreeable men I ever met in my life, always thinking that everybody was cheating him. He'd come in about every three months to examine the ledger to see whether his royalty statements were correct. We soon discovered Dreiser didn't know what he was doing. He'd make a great pretense of checking, but he was just trying to scare us into being honest. He'd make little marks against all the items he'd examined and then he'd go out for lunch and we'd rub all the marks off, and when he came back he wouldn't even notice. We had a very pretty telephone operator, and Dreiser was intent upon making her his. It was the joke of the whole office, because his clumsy approaches were so ludicrous. Finally she went out to lunch with him just to see what would happen. When she came back she used an expression that became quite popular, but this was the first time I'd ever heard of it. She said, "He's just an old garter-snapper."
[Detective fiction] often gives a much more realistic picture of its age than more prestigious books. If you really want to know what it's like to be a policeman in Scotland, you read Rankin. And if you want to know what it was like to work in a City office between the wars, you read Dorothy Sayers's Murder Must Advertise.
--Interview with writer P.D. James in Tatler, July 2012
Wang Shou was travelling along with written materials on his back. At a big crossroads he caught sight of Hsü Fêng. Said Hsü Fêng: "Conduct consists of actions. Actions arise from circumstance. The person who knows has no constant pattern of conduct. Books consist of sayings. Sayings arise from knowing. Therefore the knowing person does not keep written materials. Why are you travelling along with these things on your back?" At this point Wang Shou burnt his written materials and danced round the bonfire.