Anyone who is too lazy to master the comparatively small glossary necessary to understand Chaucer deserves to be shut out from the reading of good books forever.

Art is to be admired rather than explained. The jargon of these sculptors is beyond me. I do not precisely know why I admire a green granite, female, apparently pregnant monster with one eye going around a square corner.

The only thing one can give an artist is leisure in which to work. To give an artist leisure is actually to take part in his creation.

The technique of infamy is to start two lies at once and get people arguing heatedly over which is the truth.

The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet black bough.

'Tis the white stag, Fame, we're a-hunting, bid the world's hounds come to horn!

There is natural ignorance and there is artificial ignorance. I should say at the present moment the artificial ignorance is about eighty-five per cent.