Damn the age. I'll write for antiquity.

Books which are no books.

He has left off reading altogether, to the great improvement of his originality.

Nothing puzzles me more than time and space; and yet nothing troubles me less, as I never think about them.

For God's sake (I never was more serious) don't make me ridiculous any more by terming me gentle-hearted in print.

I like you and your book, ingenious Hone! In whose capacious all-embracing leaves The very marrow of tradition 's shown; And all that history, much that fiction weaves.

In some respects the better a book is, the less it demands from the binding.