Mere amusement, a pleasing invention to kill time, is not a
high aim for a novel. Killing time is the worst kind of murder.
Remember while we are killing it, it is surely killing us. We
need no books to help us. Rather give us books that will enable
us to make time live, so that every moment in life will bear
its own blossom. Then will we value each hour as the miser does
his golden disks, letting each slip through his fingers slowly
and longingly, for its power and worth is known to him so well.
Naturalism will never help us. Dredging stagnant ponds does not
purify them. It merely sets the filth in circulation.--_Book
Chat._
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See NOVELS, GOOD AND BAD.
=Time, Redeeming=--See KNOWLEDGE, THIRST FOR; PAINSTAKING.