work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
6663,"",Contributed by Suzanne Morgen searching GoogleBooks,2010-01-12 16:56:44 UTC,"“Well, father,” she said, “it was like this. My mind seemed to have become saturated with “The Raven.” It wound itself round and round me and then when I thought of anything else, it took the same meter itself. My mind felt like a measure with the feet marked on it, and no matter what I thought of that night, it had to be measured with the same rule.”",2010-04-21,17648,Ed SDM,"""My mind felt like a measure with the feet marked on it, and no matter what I thought of that night, it had to be measured with the same rule.”","",2010-04-22 00:08:22 UTC,""
6732,"",Searching book at amazon.com,2010-07-02 15:31:57 UTC,"Panic was still giving me a wide berth. And at the same time, a censor somewhere in my brain was simplifying things for me, helping me to cope with the necessary. For instance, Jacob, my youngest son, and I were due that day to go off to the French River cabin of a good friend. Not for a moment did I think of it. It wasn't a matter that needed serious thought at that moment. It would keep, and my brain filed it away for later. Nor did I think of my friend and companion Laura, who was off in Turkey, visiting historic sites. My instincts seemed to be favoring simplicity. Don't complicate matters. I was like a dying cat: I sought out a quiet place in which to get on with it without panic or excitement.
(p. 29)",,17924,"","""It would keep, and my brain filed it away for later.""","",2010-07-02 15:31:57 UTC,""