Literary notes about stuff (AI summary)
The term "stuff" in literature functions as a remarkably versatile word, shifting between concrete and abstract meanings. At times it designates physical material—such as fabric used for clothing, like the "dark-colored stuff" worn by a lady ([1]) or the "cotton stuff" deemed better than silk ([2], [3])—while in other contexts it signifies the more elusive substance of reality or thought, as when authors speak of the very matter from which ideas are made ([4], [5], [6]). It also serves an informal, sometimes dismissive, role in dialogue and descriptions, ranging from casual modern chatter about "wild stuff" ([7], [8]) to character assessments where someone's makeup or qualities are questioned ([9], [10]). This wide-ranging usage illustrates how "stuff" can simultaneously evoke tangible material and the ineffable ingredients of life, offering writers a flexible term to suit divergent narrative needs.
- Our own door flew open, and a lady, clad in some dark-colored stuff, with a black veil, entered the room.
— from Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle - For lining, they selected a cotton stuff, but so firm and thick, that Petrovich declared it to be better than silk, and even prettier and more glossy.
— from Best Russian Short Stories - This morning came home my fine Camlett cloak, [Camlet was a mixed stuff of wool and silk.
— from The Diary of Samuel Pepys — Complete by Samuel Pepys - The stuff of external reality, the matter out of which its idea is made, is therefore continuous with the stuff and matter of our own minds.
— from The Life of Reason: The Phases of Human Progress by George Santayana - The stuff of which the world of our experience is composed is, in my belief, neither mind nor matter, but something more primitive than either.
— from The Analysis of Mind by Bertrand Russell - We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep."
— from The Heavenly Twins by Sarah Grand - They are talking such a lot of wild stuff...
— from Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky - "I never knew all that stuff about the sixties."
— from Little Brother by Cory Doctorow - What sort of stuff do you think I’m made of?
— from Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens - Compound it how she will, star, sand, fire, water, tree, man, it is still one stuff, and betrays the same properties.
— from Essays by Ralph Waldo Emerson by Ralph Waldo Emerson