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People do not deserve to have good writings; they are so pleased with bad.
People do not deserve to have good writings; they are so pleased with bad.
Till last by Philip's farm I flowTo join the brimming river,For men may come and men may go,But I go read more
Till last by Philip's farm I flowTo join the brimming river,For men may come and men may go,But I go on for ever. - The Brook.
The decline in literature indicates a decline in the nation. The two keep pace in their downward tendency.
The decline in literature indicates a decline in the nation. The two keep pace in their downward tendency.
Good children's literature appeals not only to the child in the adult, but to the adult in the child
Good children's literature appeals not only to the child in the adult, but to the adult in the child
When I give a lecture, I accept that people look at their watches, but what I do not tolerate is read more
When I give a lecture, I accept that people look at their watches, but what I do not tolerate is when they look at it and raise it to their ear to find out if it stopped.
A fool's brain digests philosophy into folly, science into superstition, and art into pedantry. Hence University education.
A fool's brain digests philosophy into folly, science into superstition, and art into pedantry. Hence University education.
The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but read more
The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.
For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,And breathed in the face of the foe as he read more
For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd;And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill,And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! - Destruction of Sennacherib, The.
Our poetry in the eighteenth century was prose; our prose in the
seventeenth, poetry.
Our poetry in the eighteenth century was prose; our prose in the
seventeenth, poetry.
