Caricature is rough truth.
Observation is the most enduring of the pleasures of life.
See ye not, Courtesy is the true Alchemy, turning to gold all it touches and tries?
The well of true wit is truth itself.
George Eliot has the heart of Sappho; but the face, with the long proboscis, the protruding teeth of the Apocalyptic horse, betrayed animality.
As we to the brutes, poets are to us.