...The two great turning-points of my life were when my father sent to Oxford, and when society sent me to prison.
The man who says he has exhausted life generally means that life has exhausted him.
Art is rarely intelligible to the criminal classes.
I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky.
The State is to make what is useful. The individual is to make what is beautiful.
Artists reproduce themselves or each other, with wearisome iteration. But criticism is always moving on, and the critic is always developing.