"It is nonsense to suppose that high art needs high learning... The plays of Shakespeare, through the trickery of the artist, give the illusion that their creator has traveled widely... the artist does not have to be a courtier, traveler, or scholar, though it may be his task to create such men out of his imagination. “A snapper-up of unconsidered trifles”—that is Autolycus in The Winter’s Tale; it is also Shakespeare and, indeed, any writer of drama or narrative fiction. What no amount of academic training can bestow on a potential writer is the gift of words... it cannot teach the fundamental skill of putting words together in new and surprising patterns which, miraculously, reflect some previously unguessed truth about life... it could only be fostered by the use and observation and love of English, a subject not taught in the schools."