When I find myself in the company of scientists, I feel like a shabby curate who has strayed by mistake into a drawing room full of dukes.
"The Poet & The City", p. 81 - The Dyer's Hand, and Other Essays (1962)
When I find myself in the company of scientists, I feel like a shabby curate who has strayed by mistake into a drawing room full of dukes.
"The Poet & The City", p. 81 - The Dyer's Hand, and Other Essays (1962)