Literary notes about fracture (AI summary)
In literature, "fracture" is employed in a variety of contexts to evoke both literal and metaphorical breaks. It often describes natural splits in solid materials, as when authors detail the crisp, flinty fracture of a rock [1][2] or note the fine, marble-like fracture in a gem [3]. In medical and anatomical narratives, the term denotes the disruption of continuity in bones or tissues—ranging from the careful reduction of a cranial fracture [4] to the more dramatic compound fractures that underpin scenes of violence or misfortune [5][6]. Additionally, "fracture" can serve as a metaphor for sudden disruptions or divisions within a narrative, reflecting not only physical breakage but also the shattering of order or stability [7][8].
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— from The War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells - This is a bright green hard compact rock with flinty fracture and not effervescing with an acid.
— from Observations of a Naturalist in the Pacific Between 1896 and 1899, Volume 1Vanua Levu, Fiji by H. B. (Henry Brougham) Guppy - it appears to be of a very fine grain the fracture like that of marble.
— from The Journals of Lewis and Clark, 1804-1806 by William Clark and Meriwether Lewis - In either case the cranial base, as well as the vertex, will be liable to fracture.
— from Aesop's Fables by Aesop - The wounds of the face was superficial; the real injury was a depressed fracture of the skull, extending right up through the motor area.
— from Dracula by Bram Stoker - In an instant I was precipitated and had the misfortune to fracture my arm.
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven Edition by Edgar Allan Poe - But drawing it with violence, he snapped it in two, and all Mathura resounded with the noise which its fracture occasioned.
— from Curiosities of Superstition, and Sketches of Some Unrevealed Religions by W. H. Davenport (William Henry Davenport) Adams - It was as if a fracture in delicate crystal had begun, and he was afraid of any movement that might make it fatal.
— from Middlemarch by George Eliot