More from Oscar Wilde
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
Lady Windermere’s Fan (1892), Act III
More about poetry
T. S. Eliot1888–1965“Philip Massinger”, a biographical essay, in The Sacred Wood (1920)Poetry too is a little incarnation, giving body to what had been before invisible and inaudible.
C. S. Lewis1898–1963Reflections on the Psalms


