Man thus absorbed, though he does not yet belong to God, already appertains no longer to the earth.
A forgetful, dissipated, indifferent life would be beyond my strength, now I have no longer Raoul with me.
Then there came a time when the grey cub no longer
saw his father appearing and disappearing in the wall nor lying down asleep in the entrance.
But Thistledown was too sad for that, and when he told them all his story they no longer urged, but sought to comfort him; and one whom they called little Sparkle (for her crown and robe shone with the brightest diamonds), said: "You will have to work for us, ere you can win a gift to show the Brownies; do you see those golden bells that make such music, as we wave them to and fro?
Then Thistle said farewell again to Lily-Bell, and flew far and wide among the clouds, seeking the Air Spirits; but though he wandered till his weary wings could bear him no longer, it was in vain.
I will seek to win their pardon, and show them that I am no longer the cruel Fairy who so harmed them," thought Thistle, "and when they become again my friends, I will ask their help to find the Air Spirits; and if I deserve it, they will gladly aid me on my way.
Yes, it is I," said Thistle, "but no longer cruel and unkind.
Then he bound up the broken wing, and spoke so tenderly that Flutter doubted him no longer, and was his friend again.
As he is no longer
beautiful he is no longer
useful," said the Art Professor at the University.
At such times Ned Land was no longer
master of himself.
Traditions had brought forth symbols, beneath which they disappeared like the trunk of a tree beneath its foliage; all these symbols in which humanity placed faith continued to grow, to multiply, to intersect, to become more and more complicated; the first monuments no longer sufficed to contain them, they were overflowing in every part; these monuments hardly expressed now the primitive tradition, simple like themselves, naked and prone upon the earth.
The architectural book belongs no longer to the priest, to religion, to Rome; it is the property of poetry, of imagination, of the people.
But practically beginning with the sixteenth century, the malady of architecture is visible; it is no longer the expression of society; it becomes classic art in a miserable manner; from being Gallic, European, indigenous, it becomes Greek and Roman; from being true and modern, it becomes pseudo-classic.
Nevertheless, from the moment when architecture is no longer anything but an art like any other; as soon as it is no longer the total art, the sovereign art, the tyrant art,--it has no longer the power to retain the other arts.
It no longer expresses anything, not even the memory of the art of another time.