January 2010
16 posts
Think’st thou there are no serpents in the world
But those who slide along the...
– Joanna Baillie—De Montfort. Act I. Sc. 2. (via ontheborderland)
On the Death of the Book...John Updike
In imagining a huge, virtually infinite wordstream accessed by search engines and populated by teeming, promiscuous word snippets stripped of credited authorship, are we not depriving the written word of its old-fashioned function of, through such inventions as the written alphabet and the printing press, communication from one person to another—of, in short, accountability and intimacy?...
Nothing must be postponed. Take time by the forelock. Now or never! You must...
– Henry David Thoreau (via theswashbucklingconductor) (via americansatori) (via crashinglybeautiful)