With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.
All hunt for fame, but most mistake the way.
Genius is nothing more than inflamed enthusiasm.
If you mean to profit, learn to praise.
Genius is of no country; her pure ray Spreads all abroad, as general as the day.
Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, they damn those authors whom they never read.