The eye is the notebook of the poet. >>
Blessed are they who have nothing to say and who cannot be persuaded t >>
Sincerity is impossible, unless it pervade the whole being, and the pr >>
A book worth reading is worth buying. >>
Perhaps there are none more lazy, or more truly ignorant, than your ev >>
Everything in the world exists to end up in a book. >>
Books are the bees which carry the quickening pollen from one to another mind.