A slave is one who waits for someone to come and free him.
Any general statement is like a check drawn on a bank. Its value depends on what is there to meet it.
The art of letters will come to an end before A.D. 2000. I shall survive as a curiosity.
See, they return; ah, see the tentative Movements, and the slow feet, The trouble in the pace and the uncertain Wavering! See, they return, one, and by one, With fear, as half-awakened; As if the snow should hesitate And murmur in the wind, and half turn back.
A great age of literature is perhaps always a great age of translations.
The book shd. be a ball of light in one's hand.