This is an old poem by Mr. or Mrs. Anonymous that I like and post every now and then:
An hour with a book would have brought to his mind
The secret that took him a whole year to find
The facts that he learned at enormous expense
Were all on a library shelf to commence.
Alas! for our hero; too busy to read,
He was also too busy, it proved, to succeed.
We may win without credit or backing or style,
We may win without energy, skill or a smile,
Without patience or aptitude, purpose or wit—
We may even succeed if we’re lacking in grit;
But take it from me as a mighty safe hint
A civilized man cannot win without print.