There Were No Books In Eden, And

History Is A Pageant And Not A Philosophy.

I Am Far Too Much In Doubt About The Present, Far Too Perturbed .about The Future, To Be Otherwise Than Profoundly Reverential About The Past.

Is This True Or Only Clever?

Great Is Bookishness And The Charm Of Books.

There Are No Habits Of Man More Alien To The Doctrine Of The Communist Than Those Of The Collector