The Mount, not Parnassus, Muse-haunted, nor Olympus, where the gods dwell, lazily for the most part enjoying nectar, but with occasional rumblings, bellowings of Zeusian thunder and lightning flashes, for enlightenment or it may be shrivelling of the peoples;[…]

Kraftwerkian masculinity is calculated and rational. By replacing themselves with static, emotionless robots, and quietly laughing about it, Kraftwerk posed as a team of characterless, almost faceless, male technologists engineering a hypnotic spectacle of electronic dance music.

I suppose it is unnecessary to stress the importance of color filters in photography. A sunset, a marine view or a tumbly mass of clouds will show the necessity of a set of color filters.

[…] mingled into one beautiful and continuous peal of that earthly harmony which Heaven has given us as a forehearing of those sublimer harmonies that, in its everlasting bowers, take the imprisoned soul, and lap it in elysium.