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Oh you who are born of the blood of the gods, Trojan son of Anchises, easy is the descent to read more
Oh you who are born of the blood of the gods, Trojan son of Anchises, easy is the descent to Hell; the door of dark Dis stands open day and night. But to retrace your steps and come out to the air above, that is work, that is labor! - Aeneid, The.
Universities incline wits to sophistry and affectation.
Universities incline wits to sophistry and affectation.
Truth must necessarily be stranger than fiction, for fiction is the creation of the human mind and therefore congenial to read more
Truth must necessarily be stranger than fiction, for fiction is the creation of the human mind and therefore congenial to it.
Do not trust the horse, Trojans! Whatever it is, I fear the Greeks, even though they bring gifts. - Aeneid, read more
Do not trust the horse, Trojans! Whatever it is, I fear the Greeks, even though they bring gifts. - Aeneid, The.
The republic of letters.
[Fr., La republique des lettres.]
The republic of letters.
[Fr., La republique des lettres.]
Biographies are but the clothes and buttons of a man -- the biography of the man himself cannot be written.
Biographies are but the clothes and buttons of a man -- the biography of the man himself cannot be written.
Literature adds to reality, it does not simply describe it. It enriches the necessary competencies that daily life requires and read more
Literature adds to reality, it does not simply describe it. It enriches the necessary competencies that daily life requires and provides; and in this respect, it irrigates the deserts that our lives have already become.
A university is what a college becomes when the faculty loses interest in students.
A university is what a college becomes when the faculty loses interest in students.
If a poet has any obligation toward society, it is to write well. Being in the minority, he has no read more
If a poet has any obligation toward society, it is to write well. Being in the minority, he has no other choice. Failing this duty, he sinks into oblivion. Society, on the other hand, has no obligation toward the poet. A majority by definition, society thinks of itself as having other options than reading verses, no matter how well written. Its failure to do so results in its sinking to that level of locution at which society falls easy prey to a demagogue or a tyrant. This is society's own equivalent of oblivion.