After all, it is style alone by which posterity will judge of a great work, for an author can have nothing truly his own but his style.
Centuries have not worm-eaten the solidity of this ancient furniture of the mind.
Philosophy becomes poetry, and science imagination, in the enthusiasm of genius.
Literary friendship is a sympathy not of manners, but of feelings.
An excessive indulgence in the pleasures of social life constitutes the great interests of a luxuriant and opulent age.
Every work of Genius is tinctured by the feelings, and often originates in the events of times.