Every human being grows up inside a sheath of custom, which enfolds it as the swathing clothes enfold the infant.
Poet "Custom" in: Civilization Its Cause And Cure And Other Essays, Kessinger Publishing, 2004. p. 148
Every human being grows up inside a sheath of custom, which enfolds it as the swathing clothes enfold the infant.
Poet "Custom" in: Civilization Its Cause And Cure And Other Essays, Kessinger Publishing, 2004. p. 148