The Biblical language was so deeply embedded in the great man’s mind that it became his normal way of speaking.

The thing is, what I’m tryin‘ to say is—they do get on a lot better without me, I can’t help them any. They ain’t mean. They buy me everything I want, but it’s now—you’ve-got-it-go-play-with-it. You’ve...

I recognized it instantly. It was a made-up story, a fantasy, the tale of four kids who went through a magic wardrobe and found themselves in a strange new world. I’d read it more times...

Read books. As often as you can. Mostly classics.

Alexander the Great slept with ‘The Iliad’ beneath his pillow. During the waning moon, I cradle Homer’s ‘Odyssey’ as if it were the sweet body of a woman.

I read a lot. I always have, but in those two years I gorged myself on books with a voluptuous, almost erotic gluttony. I would go to the local library and take out as many...

and love is a word usedtoo much andmuchtoo soon.

Ask not the elves for advice, because they will tell you both ‘yes’ and ‘no’.

1 )Classics are books which, the more we think we know them through hearsay, the more original, unexpected, and innovative we find them when we actually read them.2)A classic is a work which constantly generates...

What cannot be borne in reality, becomes a source of pleasure when it is transposed into the visual and somatic fiction of the dramatic spectacle.

When you walk,go different roads that take you nowhere,and see your world.

Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things can not be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.

Nothing is Lie until you get to know the truth, as nothing is false in Dream until you get to know that i’m Dreamer.

A classic is read not to enjoy but only to be boast about it.

Let him submit to me! Only the god of death is so relentless, Death submits to no one—so mortals hate him most of all the gods. Let him bow down to me! I am the...

If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave.

She was nothing more than a mere good-tempered, civil and obliging Young Woman; as such we could scarcely dislike her — she was only an Object of Contempt

All books are divisible into two classes: the books of the hours, and the books of all Time.

I shall never be converted, and I shall remain true to my old religion of the classics until my life’s end.

Don’t play with others, or at one day, you will be played by others.

It is the best way to write poetry, letting things come.” -Winnie-the-Pooh

And is not all of life material- based on the material- permeated by the material? Should not one learn, gladly, to utilize the beauty of the fine material? I do not speak of the gross...

The thought of what America would be likeIf the Classics had a wide circulationTroubles my sleep (Cantico del Sole)

There was indeed a caste system in Maycomb, but to my mind it worked this way: the older citizens, the present generation of people who had lived side by side for years and years, were...

Life if curious when reduced to its essentials

I’m not Meg tonight, I’m a ‘doll’.

I find that the old Roman baths of this quarter, were found covered by an old burying ground, belonging to the Abbey; through which, in all probability, the water drains in its passage; so that...

Nor shall this peace sleep with her; but as whenThe bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix,Her ashes new-create another heirAs great in admiration as herself.

By the Angel, it just crushed Sophocles,” noted Will. “Has no one respect for the classics these days?

I do not mean to object to a thorough knowledge of the famous works we read. I object only to the interminable comments and bewildering criticisms that teach but one thing: there are as many...

And yet hewas in the right! They were wrong and he was right. Theobvious, the silly, and the true had got to be defended. Truismsare true, hold on to that! The solid world exists, its...

Move thy tongue,For silence is a sign of discontent.

it’s not about what to think,it’s about how to think.

Analiza la cuestión, ,cómo pretendes que sea un ser agradable si soy un monstruo, o que sea generoso con los demás, si se muestran implacables conmigo? Si tú me arrojases a uno de esos barrancos...

Many a law, many a commandment have I broken, but my word never.

If you want to find out if someone is a true bookworm or not, give them a thousand page novel and see what happens.

But now, as it is, sorrows, unending sorrows must surge within your heart as well—for your own son’s death. Never again will you embrace him stiding home. My spirit rebels—I’ve lost the will to live,...

May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you – haunt me, then.

But we must stem the tide of malice, and pour into the wounded bosoms of each other the balm of sisterly consolation.

It is untrue that fiction is nonutilitarian. The uses of fiction are synonymous with the uses of literature. They include refreshment, clarification of life, self-awareness, expansion of our range of experiences, and enlargement of our...

Our fathers fought bravely. But do you know the biggest weapon unleashed by the enemy against them? It was not the Maxim gun. It was division among them. Why? Because a people united in faith...

Vera incessu patuit dea.(The goddess indubitable was revealed in her step.)

The man seemed not to have heard him. ‘At this life-giving time of the year, Professor Scrooge,’ said the pastor, clicking his pen, ‘it is more than usually desirable that we should make some slight...

You are going, Jane?””I am going, sir.””You are leaving me?””Yes.””You will not come? You will not be my comforter, my rescuer? My deep love, my wild woe, my frantic prayer, are all nothing to you?”What...

Ut haec ipsa qui non sentiat deorum vim habere is nihil omnino sensurus esse videatur.”If any man cannot feel the power of God when he looks upon the stars, then I doubt whether he is...

But there is one way in this country in which all men are created equal—there is one human institution that makes a pauper the equal of a Rockefeller, the stupid man the equal of an...

We get bored with everything, my angel, it’s a law of nature: it’s not my fault.

I don’t believe fine young ladies enjoy themselves a bit more than we do, in spite of our burned hair, old gowns, one glove apiece, and tight slippers that sprain our ankles when we are...

I can’t help suspecting, that there is, or may be some regurgitation from the bath into the cistern of the pump. In that case, what a felicate beveridge is quaffed by the drinkers; medicated with...

I am not what I am..