But in reading great literature I become a thousand men and yet remain myself. Like the night sky in the Greek poem, I see with a myriad eyes, but it is still I who see. Here, as in worship, in love, in moral action, and in knowing, I transcend myself; and am never more myself than when I do.C. S. Lewis
An Experiment in Criticism
“But the worst of all,” said the wife, “is that it teaches them to be idle, discontented and riotous, and madly to burn the very ricks of corn that might have made them bread.”Jane Haldimand Marcet
The Poor’s Rate