Given Pounds and five years, and an ordinary man can in the ordinary course, without any undue haste or putting any pressure upon his taste, surround himself with books, all in his own language, and thence forward have at least one place in the world.
Is this true or only clever?
Good as it is to inherit a library, it is better to collect one.
That great dust-heap called 'history'.
Libraries are not made, they grow.
Poetry should be vital--either stirring our blood by its divine movements or snatching our breath by its divine perfection. To do both is supreme glory, to do either is enduring fame.