Fear Gives Sudden Instincts Of Skill.

Cant Is The Parrot Talk Of A Profession.

In Shakespeare One Sentence Begets The Next Naturally; The Meaning Is All Inwoven. He Goes On Kindling Like A Meteor Through The Dark Atmosphere.

Poetry Gives Most Pleasure When Only Generally And Not Perfectly Understood.

We Should Manage Our Thoughts As Shepherds Do Their Flowers In Making A Garland: First, Select The Choicest, And Then Dispose Them In The Most Proper Places, That Every One May Reflect A Part Of Its Color And Brightness On The Next.

As A Man Without Forethought Scarcely Deserves The Name Of A Man, So Forethought Without Reflection Is But A Metaphorical Phrase For The Instinct Of A Beast.