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I like to be beholden to the great metropolitan English speech,
the sea which receives tributaries from every region read more
I like to be beholden to the great metropolitan English speech,
the sea which receives tributaries from every region under
heaven. I should as soon think of swimming across the Charles
river when I wish to go to Boston, as of reading all my books in
originals, when I have them rendered for me in my mother tongue.
The man who does not read has no advantage over the man who cannot read.
The man who does not read has no advantage over the man who cannot read.
In science, read, by preference, the newest works; in literature,
the oldest. The classic literature is always modern.
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In science, read, by preference, the newest works; in literature,
the oldest. The classic literature is always modern.
- Edward George Earle Lytton Bulwer-Lytton, first Baron Lytton,
I love to lose myself in other men's minds.
When I am not walking, I am reading;
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I love to lose myself in other men's minds.
When I am not walking, I am reading;
I cannot sit and think. Books think for me.
- Charles Lamb (used pseudonym Elia),
Our high respect for a well-read man is praise enough for
literature.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson,
Our high respect for a well-read man is praise enough for
literature.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson,
The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll read more
The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go.
A person who won't read has no advantage over one who can't read.
A person who won't read has no advantage over one who can't read.
That he that readeth may run over it.
[Lat., Ut percurrat qui legerit eum.]
That he that readeth may run over it.
[Lat., Ut percurrat qui legerit eum.]
But truths on which depends our main concern,
That 'tis our shame and misery not to learn,
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But truths on which depends our main concern,
That 'tis our shame and misery not to learn,
Shine by the side of every path we tread
With such a lustre he that runs may read.