Everywhere The Fatal Spirit Of Imitation, Of

When The Intellect And Affections Are In Harmony; When Intellectual Consciousness Is Calm And Deep; Inspiration Will Not Be Confounded With Fancy.

Truth Is The Nursing Mother Of Genius. No Man Can Be Absolutely True To Himself, Eschewing Cant, Compromise, Servile Imitation, And Complaisance Without Becoming Original.

Essays, Entitled Critical, Are Epistles Addressed To The Public, Through Which The Mind Of The Recluse Relieves Itself Of Its Impressions.

How Anyone Can Remain A Catholic - I Mean Who Has Ever Been Aroused To Think, And Is Not Biased By The Partialities Of Childish Years - After Seeing Catholicism Here In Italy I Cannot Conceive.

The Character And History Of Each Child May Be A New And Poetic Experience To The Parent, If He Will Let It.