Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.

Ever judge of men by their professions. For though the bright moment of promising is but a moment, and cannot be prolonged, yet if sincere in its moment's extravagant goodness, why, trust it, and know the man by it, I say,- not by his performance; which is half the world's work, interfere as the world needs must with its accidents and circumstances: the profession was purely the man's own. I judge people by what they might be,- not are, nor will be.

There is no truer truth obtainable by Man than comes of music

But there are times when patience proves at fault.

One may do whatever one likes. In art, the only thing is, to make sure that one does like it.

The lie was dead And damned, and truth stood up instead.

Genius has somewhat of the infantine; but of the childish not a touch or taint.