In the infancy of society every author is necessarily a poet, because language itself is poetry. – Owen Barfield — Philip Zaleski, The Fellowship: The Literary Lives of the Inklings: J.R.R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, Owen Barfield, Charles Williams
In the infancy of society every author is necessarily a poet, because language itself is poetry. – Owen Barfield — Philip Zaleski, The Fellowship: The Literary Lives of the Inklings: J.R.R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, Owen Barfield, Charles Williams
In the infancy of society every author is necessarily a poet, because language itself is poetry. – Owen Barfield — Philip Zaleski, The Fellowship: The Literary Lives of the Inklings: J.R.R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, Owen Barfield, Charles Williams
In the infancy of society every author is necessarily a poet, because language itself is poetry. – Owen Barfield — Philip Zaleski, The Fellowship: The Literary Lives of the Inklings: J.R.R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, Owen Barfield, Charles Williams
In the infancy of society every author is necessarily a poet, because language itself is poetry. – Owen Barfield — Philip Zaleski, The Fellowship: The Literary Lives of the Inklings: J.R.R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, Owen Barfield, Charles Williams
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In the infancy of society every author is necessarily a poet, because language itself is poetry. – Owen Barfield

— Philip Zaleski, The Fellowship: The Literary Lives of the Inklings: J.R.R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, Owen Barfield, Charles Williams
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