The author who displays his library is like the suspect who leads police to the scene of the crime.
Computers more readily imitate our intelligence than our stupidity.
Into every 1789 a little 1793 must fall.
Personality varies like men’s fashion — a quarter-inch of width in the tie or length in the cuff.
The strange grows familiar, and its former strangeness becomes impossible to recover or even to fathom.
Surfeit: A group of poets.
So much to unlearn, so little time.
The people are flattered more obsequiously than the monarch ever was.
More is lost in translation from thought to page than from one language to another.
The Jewish kid who spray-paints a swastika on the synagogue to make the local TV news — this is the guiding metaphor for our time.