Give Me The Character And I Will

The Great Obstacle To Progress Is Prejudice

There Is Probably No Hell For Authors In The Next World - They Suffer So Much From Critics And Publishers In This.

All Good Writing Leaves Something Unexpressed.

None But Those Who Have Loved Can Be Supposed To Understand The Oratory Of The Eye, The Mute Eloquence Of A Look, Or The Conversational Powers Of The Face. Love's Sweetest Meanings Are Unspoken; The Full Heart Knows No Rhetoric Of Words, And Resorts To The Pantomime Of Sighs And Glances.

It Is With A Company As It Is With A Punch, Everything Depends Upon The Ingredients Of Which It In Composed.