The defects of great men are the consolation of the dunces.

Happy the man when he has not the defects of his qualities. [Fr., Heureux l'homme quand il n'a pas les defauts de ses qualites.]

Literature is an avenue to glory, ever open for those ingenious men who are deprived of honours or of wealth.

But, indeed, we prefer books to pounds; and we love manuscripts better than florins; and we prefer small pamphlets to war horses.

There is an art of reading, as well as an art of thinking, and an art of writing.

Those who do not read criticism will rarely merit to be criticised.