…but for the study itself, give me a small snug place, almost entirely walled with books. There should be only one window in it, looking upon trees.
…but for the study itself, give me a small snug place, almost entirely walled with books. There should be only one window in it, looking upon trees.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded…
I blame the scapegoats.
The aim of good prose words is to mean what they say. The aim of good poetical words is to…