Certainly, Nothing Can Be More Simple Than

Those Who, Either From Their Own Engagements And Hurry Of Business, Or From Indolence, Or From Conceit And Vanity, Have Neglected Looking Out Of Themselves, As Far As My Experience And Observation Reach, Have From That Time Not Only Ceased To Advance, And Improve In Their Performances, But Have Gone Backward. They May Be Compared To Men Who Have Lived Upon Their Principal, Till They Are Reduced To Beggary, And Left Without Resources.

The True Test Of All The Arts Is Not Solely Whether The Production Is A True Copy Of Nature, But Whether It Answers The End Of Art, Which Is To Produce A Pleasing Effect Upon The Mind.

Perhaps Blue, Red, And Yellow Strike The Mind More Forcibly From There Not Being Any Great Union Between Them, As Martial Music, Which Is Intended To Rouse The Nobler Passions.

Whatever Trips You Make, You Must Still Have Nature In Your Eye.

No Art Can Be Grafted With Success On Another Art. For Though They All Profess The Same Origin, And To Proceed From The Same Stock, Yet Each Has Its Own Peculiar Modes Both Of Imitating Nature And Of Deviating From It... The Deviation, More Especially, Will Not Bear Transplantation To Another Soil.