The Anatomy Of Melancholy

What a catalogue of new books this year, all his age (I say) have our Frankfurt Marts, our domestic Marts, brought out. Twice a year we stretch out wits out and set them to sale; after great toil we attain nothing…What a glut of books! Who can read them? As already, we shall have a vast Chaos and confusion of Books, we are oppressed with them, our eyes ache with reading, our fingers with turning. For my part I am one of the number—one of the many—I do not deny it...”

― Robert Burton, The Anatomy of Melancholy

“Let thy fortune be what it will, 'tis thy mind alone that makes thee poor or rich, miserable or happy.”

― Robert Burton, The Anatomy of Melancholy