Yet, despite the author's efforts to make his soul transparent to readers, its limpidity is vitiated by elements that recount truthful life.

Santayana also complains about the formlessness of Browning's dramatic monologues: "Even his short poems have no completeness, no limpidity. They are little torsos made broken so as to stimulate the reader to the restoration of their arms and legs" (165).

In yet another example of Daoist-inspired thinking, Heidegger offers us the following: The light is no longer an illuminated clearing when the light diffuses into a mere brightness, "brighter than a thousand suns." It remains difficult to guard the limpidity of thinking, i.e., to keep at bay the admixture of the brightness that does not belong and to find the brightness that is alone fitting to the dark.

Clearness, limpidity, and sanity are critical to literary practice.

The limpidity of the women's voices and understandings must compete with such forces as a train which impedes one's ability to hear the end of sentences.

But I would say that the limpidity of her own writing comes through in her translations really very beautifully.

The middle part is to a certain extent velata [veiled], but the upper notes are clear to limpidity and at the same time bright, resonant and penetrating as the song of the nightingale.

The limpidity evident here isn't strictly replicated across the body of the New and Selected Poems 1958-1998 (Green Integer, 2004)--though the versification is--but even when the poem is more fragmentary or recondite its emotional current is clear, strong, untrammeled.

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Overall Hrusa's approach (even with slower tempos) is characterised by lightness, balance and limpidity of sound, and at the same time flexibility in the sense of changeability and richness.

On the surface, the limpidity and simplicity of the narrator's language would seem to be well-suited to the story of a man whose life has been measured out in spartan meals at his kitchen table and the mechanical routines he follows on the family farm.