Quote by Oscar Wilde

In old days books were written by men of letters and read by the public. Nowadays books are written by the public and read by nobody.

In old days books were written by men of letters and read by

Summary

This quote highlights the contrast between the traditional process of creating and consuming literature and the modern era. In the past, books were crafted by educated individuals, often scholars or experts in their field, and were appreciated by a wide audience. However, the quote suggests that today's literature is predominantly produced by ordinary individuals, with the implication that these works lack the same level of expertise or quality. Furthermore, it emphasizes the decline in readership and suggests that many contemporary books go unread or unnoticed by the public.

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Men Thepublic Writing Aliteracy Self Publishing

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