to poke its umbrella tip in the mud of the electric light

“The sexual eagle exults he will gild the earth once more his descending wing his ascending wing sways imperceptibly the sleeves of the peppermint…

— Andre Breton

We are striking it big in the electric light, better than my vivid imagination first conceived. Where this thing is going to stop Lord…

— Thomas A. Edison

I compare the Twist to the electric light, The Twist is me, and I'm it. I'm the electric light.

— Chubby Checker

“And what is the state but a servant and a convenience for a large number of people, just like the electric light and the…

— Ayn Rand

Up there on Huckleberry Mountain, I couldn't sleep ... As the sky broke light over the peaks of Glacier, I found myself deeply moved…

— William Kittredge

“She gave a low and delighted chuckle. Her eyes were black as a moonless December night and reflected the electric lights like stars.”

— Elizabeth Wein

The only reason we don't notice how absolutely interwoven our thinking processes have become with older technologies - pencils, paper, electric light, penicillin, fire…

— Clive Thompson

“For me, madness was definitely not a condition of illness; I did not believe that I was ill. It was rather a country, opposed…

— Marguerite Sechehaye

I once saw a small child go to an electric light switch as say, Mamma, can I open the light? She was using the…

— Ezra Pound

We talked death with burned-up intensity, both of us drawn to it like moths to an electric light bulb. Sucking on it!

— Anne Sexton

“[On writing more Sherlock Holmes stories.] ‘I don’t care whether you do or not,’ said Bram. ‘But you will, eventually. He’s yours, till death…

— Graham Moore

We live technologically, with man as the master of nature, man as the engineer, and let anyone who raises his voice against it stop…

— Max Frisch

This country has achieved its commercial and financial supremacy under a regime of private ownership. It conquered the wilderness, built our railroads, our factories,…

— George B. Cortelyou

“From the pavement, I could see the window of Albertine’s room, that window, formerly quite black, at night, when she was not staying in…

— Marcel Proust

“I once saw a small child go to an electric light switch as say, "Mamma, can I open the light?" She was using the…

— Ezra Pound