The Loss Of Our Illusions Is The

Talent Wears Well, Genius Wears Itself Out; Talent Drives A Snug Brougham In Fact; Genius, A Sun-chariot In Fancy.

The Scorn Of Genius Is The Most Arrogant And The Most Boundless Of All Scorn.

Youth Without Faith Is A Day Without Sun.

Opposition To A Man In Love Is Like Oil To Fire.

To Vice, Innocence Must Always Seem Only A Superior Kind Of Chicanery.