its reading is an unbearable weariness to the flesh; in the midst of it one has forgotten the beginning and is unconcerned about the end.
— H. L. Mencken’s, A Book of Prefaces, 1917, (via)
its reading is an unbearable weariness to the flesh; in the midst of it one has forgotten the beginning and is unconcerned about the end.
— H. L. Mencken’s, A Book of Prefaces, 1917, (via)