of George Meredith
His style is chaos illumined by flashes of lightning. As a writer he has mastered everything except language.
of George Meredith
His style is chaos illumined by flashes of lightning. As a writer he has mastered everything except language.
Epitaph When I am dead i hope that it may be said "His sins were scarlet, but his books were…
It is reason and wisdom which takes away cares, not places affording wide views over the sea.
I have always been a quarter of an hour before my time and it has made a man of me.