"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, April 03, 2010
In der Freien Natur
Friedrich Nietzsche, Human, All Too Human, I, 508 (tr. R.J. Hollingdale):
We enjoy being in the open countryside so much because it has no opinion concerning us.
Wir sind so gern in der freien Natur, weil diese keine Meinung über uns hat.