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Updated: June 28, 2025


"Is that the way happiness looks?" he asked himself. "Can a man of energy and action find satisfaction in these banal domesticities?" And strangely enough, these fathers of families, men who serve the state and society, who occupy high offices, make important inventions and write good books these men have red cheeks and laughing eyes.

The effect of this mésalliance upon all Art, including interior decoration, was to cause its immediate decline. Elaboration and banal designs, too much splendour of gold and silver and ivory inlaid with gold, resulted in a decadent art which reflected a decadent race and Rome fell! Dark they were, but what picturesque and productive darkness!

By that time he had become inured to his convict life. The silence of his cell and the menial tasks he was compelled to perform, which had at first been so distressing, banal, maddening, in their pointless iteration, had now become merely commonplace dull, but not painful.

As a literary critic he was banal and futile; but as a social and racial critic he was remarkable and profound.

"For a moment's space I hurled at her in a glance all the love I must forego; she stood there with than banal smile of hers, the detestable chill smile of a marble statue, with none of the warmth in it that it seemed to express. Can you form any idea, my friend, of the pain that overcame me on the way home through rain and snow, across a league of icy-sheeted quays, without a hope left?

Nor is it otherwise with the Rousseaus, Millets, and Troyons of to-day the public taste, and the banal criticism of a journalism at its best the tardy echo of the opinions of the rare wise man, find genius only when it has ceased to have the quality of the new and unforeseen.

And then he would suffer agonies all night because he had played so badly, partly from vanity, and partly from his very genuine love for music. The taste of the little town had not always been so banal. There had been a time when there were quite good chamber concerts at several houses.

"That's exactly what I've been trying to impress on you all these years," I declared. "I've laid the laurels at your feet, in vain." She sat with her head back on the cushions, surveying me. "Your dress is very becoming," I said irrelevantly. "I hoped it would meet your approval," she mocked. "I've been trying to identify the shade. It's elusive like you." "Don't be banal.... What is the colour?"

But of the word "art" I am terrified, as merchants' wives are terrified of "brimstone." When people talk to me of what is artistic and inartistic, of what is dramatic and not dramatic, of tendency, realism, and so on, I am bewildered, hesitatingly assent, and answer with banal half-truths not worth a brass farthing. I divide all works into two classes: those I like and those I don't.

He pursued them with banal gratitude till they were out of earshot, when Lawrence drew a deep breath as if to throw off some physical oppression. Under the weathered archway, down the flagged steps and over the lawn. . . . How still it was, and how sweet!

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