There Is No Support So Strong As

Mediocrity Would Always Win By Force Of Numbers, But It Would Win Only More Mediocrity.

Few Forms Of Life Are So Engaging As Birds.

Idealism, That Gaudy Coloring Matter Of Passion, Fades When It Is Brought Beneath The Trenchant White Light Of Knowledge. Ideals, Like Mountains, Are Best At A Distance.

Surely The Novel Should Be A Form Of Art - But Art Was Not Enough. It Must Contain Not Only The Perfection Of Art, But The Imperfection Of Nature.

For My Own Purpose, I Defined The Art Of Fiction As Experience Illuminated.