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To provoke dreams of terror in the slumber of prosperity has become the moral duty of literature.
To provoke dreams of terror in the slumber of prosperity has become the moral duty of literature.
A schoolmaster should have an atmosphere of awe, and walk wonderingly, as if he was amazed at being himself.
A schoolmaster should have an atmosphere of awe, and walk wonderingly, as if he was amazed at being himself.
An understanding heart is everything is a teacher, and cannot be esteemed highly enough. One looks back with appreciation to read more
An understanding heart is everything is a teacher, and cannot be esteemed highly enough. One looks back with appreciation to the brilliant teachers, but with gratitude to those who touched our human feeling. The curriculum is so much necessary raw material, but warmth is the vital element for the growing plant and for the soul of the child.
The writing of a poem is like a child throwing stones into a mineshaft. You compose first, then you listen read more
The writing of a poem is like a child throwing stones into a mineshaft. You compose first, then you listen for the reverberation.
You, the Spirit of the Settlement! ... Not understand that America is God's crucible, the great melting-pot where all the read more
You, the Spirit of the Settlement! ... Not understand that America is God's crucible, the great melting-pot where all the races of Europe are melting and re-forming! Here, you stand, good folk, think I, when I see them at Ellis Island, here you stand in your fifty groups, with your fifty languages and histories, and your fifty blood hatreds and rivalries... - Melting Pot, The.
There is the view that poetry should improve your life. I think people confuse it with the Salvation Army.
There is the view that poetry should improve your life. I think people confuse it with the Salvation Army.
Literature is a luxury; fiction is a necessity.
Literature is a luxury; fiction is a necessity.
If the radiance of a thousand sunsWere to burst at once into the skyThat would be like the splendor of read more
If the radiance of a thousand sunsWere to burst at once into the skyThat would be like the splendor of the Mighty one --I am become Death,The shatterer of Worlds. - Bhagavad Gita.
We cultivate literature on a little oat-meal.
We cultivate literature on a little oat-meal.