Language Is The Machine Of The Poet.

Language Is The Machine Of The Poet.

If Anybody Would Make Me The Greatest King That Ever Lived, With Palaces, And Gardens And Fine Dinners, And Wine, And Coaches, And Beautiful Clothes, And Hundreds Of Servants, On Condition That I Would Not Read Books, I Would Not Be A King.

The Business Of Everybody Is The Business Of Nobody.

Few Of The Many Wise Apothegms Which Have Been Uttered Have Prevented A Single Foolish Action.

In The Plays Of Shakespeare Man Appears As He Is, Made Up Of A Crowd Of Passions Which Contend For The Mastery Over Him, And Govern Him In Turn.