I like the trivial, vulgar and exalted.
The writer asks himself, 'Can I think of a plot that will parallel this? Can I take this work of literature as an example of something I might produce?' Let us, then, consider literature as a productive science.
The finder of his theme will be at no loss for words.
Naked I came, naked I leave the scene
This Humanist whom no beliefs constrained Grew so broad-minded he was scatter-brained.