It is impossible in the nature of things.

He _must_ have some idea of the nature and value of literary labor, or he is wholly unfit to deal with its products.

He cannot get along by occasional recourse to paid critics or readers; he must himself have some idea what he is about.

One partner, at least, in the firm, must be a man of culture.

All must understand enough to appreciate their position, and know that he who, for his sordid aims, circulates poisonous trash amid a great and growing people, and makes it almost impossible for those whom Heaven has appointed as its instructors to do their office, are the worst of traitors, and to be condemned at the bar of nations under a sentence no less severe than false statesmen and false priests.