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Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything;
The world's a fine believing world, write news.
Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything;
The world's a fine believing world, write news.
Wooing the press is an exercise roughly akin to picnicking with a tiger. You might enjoy the meal, but the read more
Wooing the press is an exercise roughly akin to picnicking with a tiger. You might enjoy the meal, but the tiger always eats last.
Journalism is in fact history on the run.
Journalism is in fact history on the run.
Trying to determine what is going on in the world by reading newspapers is like trying to tell the time read more
Trying to determine what is going on in the world by reading newspapers is like trying to tell the time by watching the second hand of a clock.
Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read.
Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read.
The liberty of the press is the palladium of all the civil,
political, and religious rights of an Englishman.
The liberty of the press is the palladium of all the civil,
political, and religious rights of an Englishman.
Only a newspaper! Quick read, quick lost,
Who sums the treasure that it carries hence?
Torn, trampled read more
Only a newspaper! Quick read, quick lost,
Who sums the treasure that it carries hence?
Torn, trampled under feet, who counts thy cost,
Star-eyed intelligence?
None of our political writers . . . take notice of any more than
three estates, namely, Kings, Lords read more
None of our political writers . . . take notice of any more than
three estates, namely, Kings, Lords and Commons . . . passing by
in silence that very large and powerful body which form the
fourth estate in the community . . . the Mob.
To serve thy generation, this thy fate:
"Written in water," swiftly fades thy name;
But he who read more
To serve thy generation, this thy fate:
"Written in water," swiftly fades thy name;
But he who loves his kind does, first and late,
A work too late for fame.