A transition from an author's book to his conversation, is too often like an entrance into a large city, after a distant prospect. Remotely, we see nothing but spires of temples and turrets of palaces, and imagine it the residence of splendour, grandeur and magnificence; but when we have passed the gates, we find it perplexed with narrow passages, disgraced with despicable cottages, embarrassed with obstructions, and clouded with smoke.

Men more frequently require to be reminded than informed.

All the performances of human art, at which we look with praise or wonder, are instances of the resistless force of perseverance: it is by this that the quarry…

With these celestial Wisdom calms the mind, And makes the happiness she does not find.

It always amuses me that the biggest praise for my work comes for the imagination, while the truth is that there's not a single line in all my work that does n…

There are ideal series of events which run parallel with the real ones. They rarely coincide. Men and circumstances generally modify the ideal train of events,…

And so I penned It down, until at last it came to be, For length and breadth, the bigness which you see.