Whoever passes by what is over his head condemns his head to its present low altitude; for nothing can elevate a mind except what is over its head; and that elevation is not accomplished by capillary attraction, but only by the hard work of climbing up ropes, with sore hands and aching muscles.Read the whole thing.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Over My Head
Mortimer Ader, from his essay, "Invitation to the Pain of Learning" (1941):
