Genius, like humanity, rusts for want of use.

Men of genius do not excel in any profession because they labor in it, but they labor in it because they excel

Genius is a native to the soil where it grows - is fed by the air, and warmed by the sun; and is not a hothouse plant or an exotic

If we wish to know the force of human genius, we should read Shakespeare. If we wish to see the insignificance of human learning, we may study his commentators.

The essence of genius is to know what to overlook.

The incognito of an inn is one of its striking privileges.