I May Be Old Fashioned, But I

The Critic Who Justly Admires All Kinds Of Things Simultaneously Cannot Love Any One Of Them.

There Is Much Virtue In A Window. It Is To A Human Being As A Frame Is To A Painting, As A Proscenium To A Play, As 'form' To Literature. It Strongly Defines Its Content.

Great Men Are But Life-sized. Most Of Them, Indeed, Are Rather Short.

Men Of Genius Are Not Quick Judges Of Character.

One Might Well Say That Mankind Is Divisible Into Two Great Classes: Hosts And Guests.