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

Fortune has rarely condescended to be the companion of genius.

The wise make proverbs, and fools repeat them.

After all, it is style alone by which posterity will judge of a great work, for an author can have nothing truly his own but his style

Romance has been elegantly defined as the offspring of fiction and love.

It is a wretched taste to be gratified with mediocrity when the excellent lies before us.