This is like that, but probably greater." He turned the pages.

"I shall do it in the manner of Caesar his Commentaries." He knew himself, I thought, for as great a man as Caesar.

All said, his book might be as prized in some unentered future.

He did not move where time is as a film, but where time is deep, a thousand years as a day.

He could not see there in detail any more than we could see tree and house in those Canaries upon which we were bearing down.
I said, "Now that printing is general, it may go into far lands and into multitude of hands and heads.