Talk ought always to run obliquely, not nose to nose with no chance of mental escape.

Literary people are forever judging the quality of the mind by the turn of expression.

Talk ought always to run obliquely, not nose to nose with no chance of mental escape.

Fill an author with a titanic fame and you do not make him titanic; you often merely burst him.

Clever people seem not to feel the natural pleasure of bewilderment, and are always answering questions when the chief relish of a life is to go on asking them.

By rights, satire is a lonely and introspective occupation, for nobody can describe a fool to the life without much patient self-inspection.

One learns little more about a man from the feats of his literary memory than from the feats of his alimentary canal.