The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.

Reason respects differences, and imagination the similitudes of things.

Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.

Every epoch, under names more or less specious, has deified its peculiar errors.

Reviewers, with some rare exceptions, are a most stupid and malignant race. As a bankrupt thief turns thief-taker in despair, so an unsuccessful author turns critic.