"A peculiar anthologic maze, an amusing literary chaos, a farrago of quotations, a mere olla podrida of quaintness, a pot pourri of pleasant delites, a florilegium of elegant extracts, a tangled fardel of old-world flowers of thought, a faggot of odd fancies, quips, facetiae, loosely tied" (Holbrook Jackson, Anatomy of Bibliomania) by a "laudator temporis acti," a "praiser of time past" (Horace, Ars Poetica 173).
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Saturday, February 12, 2005
Words of Life
Matthew 4.4:
Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God.
Robert Louis Stevenson, Virginibus Puerisque:
Man is a creature who lives not upon bread alone, but principally by catchwords.