My attitude toward progress has passed from antagonism to boredom. I have long ceased to argue with people who prefer Thursday to Wednesday because it is Thursday.

It is true that I am of an older fashion; much that I love has been destroyed or sent into exile.

That young man with the long, auburn hair and the impudent face - that young man was not really a poet; but surely he was a poem.

You could compile the worst book in the world entirely out of selected passages from the best writers in the world.

A man was meant to be doubtful about himself, but undoubting about the truth; this has been exactly reversed.

By a curious confusion, many modern critics have passed from the proposition that a masterpiece may be unpopular to the other proposition that unless it is unpopular it cannot be a masterpiece.

Mankind is not a tribe of animals to which we owe compassion. Mankind is a club to which we owe our subscription.