2000 Prose books are the show dogs I breed and sell to support my cat. Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. The droughte of March hath perced to the rote. Literature has been the salvation of the damned, literature has inspired and guided lovers, routed despair and can perhaps in this case save the world. Art is our chief means of breaking bread with the dead.
Spring has many American faces.
I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me from mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom. I am not so lost in lexicography as to forget that words are the daughters of earth, and that things are the sons of heaven. The true University of these days is a Collection of Books.