Literary notes about Slate (AI summary)
In literature, slate functions diversely as both a tangible material and a symbolic device. As a building material, it provides vivid texture and durability in descriptions of roofs and structures, evoking a sense of stability and timelessness ([1], [2], [3]). As an instrument for communication and education, it appears as the surface upon which characters write, draw, and record their thoughts—a metaphor for new beginnings or the clearing of past errors ([4], [5], [6]). Additionally, the characteristic hues of slate lend themselves to evocative imagery, from the bleak, splintered stars in a dark night sky to the cool, penetrating eyes of a character, thus enriching the narrative’s visual palette ([7], [8], [9]).
- It is a red brick immensity with gray sandstone lintels and a roof of slate in courses of red, green, and dyspeptic yellow.
— from Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis - It is for the most part extremely fissile, often affording good roofing-slate.
— from The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne - It was built of flint, in no particular style, and had a slate-roofed steeple.
— from Complete Original Short Stories of Guy De Maupassant by Guy de Maupassant - He reluctantly admitted that he could not sit still and with a mental slate and pencil derive an answer.
— from The Red Badge of Courage: An Episode of the American Civil War by Stephen Crane - Do you remember what I wrote on the slate?”
— from The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, Complete by Mark Twain - I come into the second-best parlour after breakfast, with my books, and an exercise-book, and a slate.
— from David Copperfield by Charles Dickens - In a sky of dark green-blue-like slate the stars were bleak and brilliant like splintered ice.
— from The innocence of Father Brown by G. K. Chesterton - His eyes, which were of bluish slate-colour, relieved his unhealthy pallor and shone out plainly above the vivid orange tie he wore.
— from Dubliners by James Joyce - “On the left was the sea, not the blue sea, the slate-colored sea, but a sea of jade, greenish, milky and solid beneath the deep-colored sky.
— from Complete Original Short Stories of Guy De Maupassant by Guy de Maupassant