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"More like little penknives," Veslovsky said playfully, never taking his eyes off her. Anna gave a just perceptible smile, but made no answer. "Isn't it true, Karl Fedoritch, that it's just like little scissors?" she said to the steward. "Oh, ja," answered the German. "Es it ein ganz einfaches Ding," and he began to explain the construction of the machine. "It's a pity it doesn't bind too.
Ganz said: "I thoroughly believe in preserving one's enthusiasm for modern music, even though, at first glance, it does not attract one, or indeed seems almost impossible. I enjoy studying new works, and learning what is the modern trend of thought in piano work; it keeps me young and buoyant.
Men are astounding animals, I admit. But I never could live in Europe, where you can't turn around without stepping on some one else's toes. I want room! I want air! I want light! And for a collector, you know, America is after all a little bare. While here !" "O God!" cried Adolf Ganz out of his dark Persian portico.
"Willst du Dichter ganz verstehen, musst in Dichter's Lande gehen." If the reader's imagination is not active enough to assist the poet, he must at least not resist him. When we are once inside the poet's heaven, our critical faculty may justly require that what takes place there shall be consistent with itself, with the laws of that fantastic world.
The establishment was described as "ganz ordentlich" in Baedeker. But, alas! I found little peace or content. The bed on which I had hoped to repose was already occupied by several other inmates. Prompted by curiosity, I counted up to fifty-two of them; after that, my interest in the matter faded away. It became too monotonous. A Swammerdam would have been grieved by their lack of variety.
"Have you lost something?" inquired Ganz. "I seem," answered Magin, "to have lost half my audience. What has become of our elusive English friend? Am I so unfortunate as to have been unable to satisfy his refined ear? Or can it be that his emotions were too much for him?" "He was in a hurry," explained Ganz. "He is just back from Dizful, you know." "Ah?" uttered Magin.
'You must kindle some fire too, for hold mich der deyvil, Ich bin ganz gefrorne! 'It is a cold place, to be sure, said Glossin, gathering together some decayed staves of barrels and pieces of wood, which had perhaps lain in the cavern since Hatteraick was there last. 'Cold?
Sail their famous ships up the Rhine and the Elbe? Besides, that treacherous memory of yours seems to fail you again. This is Persia, not England." "Perhaps," answered Ganz. "But the English are very funny people. There is a rumor, you know, of pourparlers. What if you were to sail down to the gulf and some little midshipman were to fire a shot across your bow?" "Ah, bah! I am a neutral!
Heaven save me from a mere naked soul, 'ganz ohne Körper, ganz abstrakt, as Heine says." "But, at any rate," I said, "let me ask you, for the moment, to consider the soul apart from the body." "The soul," cried Wilson, "I thought we weren't to talk about body and soul." "Well," I said, "I didn't intend to, but I seem to have been driven into it unawares." "But what do you mean by the soul?"
"Partly, Mr. Ganz, because I am tired of sleeping in an oven, and partly because I the Father of Swords has asked me to run up to Bala Bala before I leave.
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