Careful Words

statue (n.)

  It is my living sentiment, and by the blessing of God it shall be my dying sentiment,—Independence now and Independence forever.

Daniel Webster (1782-1852): Eulogy on Adams and Jefferson, Aug. 2, 1826. Vol. i. p. 136.

As when, O lady mine!

With chiselled touch

The stone unhewn and cold

Becomes a living mould.

The more the marble wastes,

The more the statue grows.

Michelangelo (1474-1564): Sonnet.

  Cato said, "I had rather men should ask why my statue is not set up, than why it is."

Plutarch (46(?)-120(?) a d): Political Precepts.

Where the statue stood

Of Newton, with his prism and silent face,

The marble index of a mind forever

Voyaging through strange seas of thought alone.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): The Prelude. Book iii.

So stands the statue that enchants the world,

So bending tries to veil the matchless boast,

The mingled beauties of exulting Greece.

James Thomson (1700-1748): The Seasons. Summer. Line 1346.

Her suffering ended with the day,

Yet lived she at its close,

And breathed the long, long night away

In statue-like repose.

James Aldrich (1810-1856): A Death-Bed.