Continuous Eloquence Is Tedious.

How Vain Painting Is-we Admire The Realistic Depiction Of Objects Which In Their Original State We Don't Admire At All.

I Cannot Judge My Work While I Am Doing It. I Have To Do As Painters Do, Stand Back And View It From A Distance, But Not Too Great A Distance. How Great? Guess.

The Present Letter Is A Very Long One, Simply Because I Had No Leisure To Make It Shorter.

If Ignorance Were Bliss, He'd Be A Blister

To Have No Time For Philosophy Is To Be A True Philosopher.