For the past twenty five years, I've been on a slow drive with the classics in philosophy and literature. And I've discovered that when something is long considered a classic, there's a good reason. One prominent novelist told me many years ago that a novel rarely ascends to that status through a beauty of language alone, or because of experimental techniques, but in most cases has attained that high mark because of its ideas, conveyed powerfully and embodied well. The classic gives a form to profound thought that touches on our concerns for truth, beauty, goodness, and unity. Our work should do that as well every day.
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