Men do not understand books until they have a certain amount of life, or at any rate no man understands a deep book, until he has seen and lived at least part of its contents.
All my life I believed I knew something. But then one strange day came when I realized that I knew nothing, yes, I knew nothing. And so words became void of meaning. I have arrived too late at ultimate uncertainty.
Real education must ultimately be limited to men who insist on knowing. The rest is mere sheep herding.
Real education must ultimately be limited to men who insist on knowing, the rest is mere sheep-herding.
The law must be stable and yet it must not stand still.
Literature is news that stays news.
Great literature is simply language charged with meaning to the utmost possible degree.
Utter originality is, of course, out of the question.
Winter is icumen in, Lhude sing Goddamm, Raineth drop and staineth slop, And how the wind doth ramm! Sing: Goddamm.