I would hold the rosy, slender fingers of the dawn for you.

No man understands a deep book until he has seen and lived at least part of its contents.

Gloom and solemnity are entirely out of place in even the most rigorous study of an art originally intended to make glad the heart of man.

Fundamental accuracy of statement is the ONE sole morality of writing.

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

But the one thing you should. not do is to suppose that when something is wrong with the arts, it is wrong with the arts ONLY.

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.