So many people’s school experience contains at least one instance of being looked down upon because they didn’t care for one or more of the sacred mutant outcroppings of High Modernism, and they concluded from this that Literature is all about impenetrable stuff that they don’t like. That damn Hemingway with his crazy free verse.
Caelum, non animum mutant, qui trans mare currunt.horace
Exilioque domos et dulcia limina mutant Atque alio patriam quærunt sub sole jacentem.
Caelum, non animum mutant, qui trans mare currunt.