To forget one's purpose is the commonest form of stupidity. >>
We have art in order not to die of the truth. >>
A letter is an unannounced visit, the postman the agent of rude surpri >>
This book is not to be tossed lightly aside, but to be hurled with gre >>
There are two kinds of books. Those that no one reads and those that n >>
It is from books that wise people derive consolation in the troubles o >>
Early in the morning, at break of day, in all the freshness and dawn of one's strength, to read a book --I call that vicious!