Invention Strictly Speaking, Is Little More Than

The Young Mind Is Pliable And Imitates, But In More Advanced States Grows Rigid And Must Be Warmed And Softened Before It Will Receive A Deep Impression.

Nothing Can Come Of Nothing; He Who Has Laid Up No Materials Can Produce No Combinations.

But Young Men Have Not Only This Frivolous Ambition Of Being Thought Masters Of Execution, Inciting Them On The One Hand, But Also Their Natural Sloth Tempting Them On The Other. They Are Terrified At The Prospect Before Them, Of The Toil Required To Attain Exactness. The Impetuosity Of Youth Is Disgusted At The Slow Approaches Of A Regular Siege, And Desires, From Mere Impatience Of Labour, To Take The Citadel By Storm. They Wish To Find Some Shorter Path To Excellence, And Hope To Obtain The Reward Of Eminence By Other Means, Than Those Which The Indispensable Rules Of Art Have Prescribed.

There Is No Expedient To Which A Man Will Not Resort To Avoid The Real Labor Of Thinking.

From A Slight, Undetermined Drawing, Where The Ideas Of The Composition And Character Are Just Touched Upon, The Imagination Supplies More Than The Painter Himself, Probably, Could Produce. And We Accordingly Often Find That The Finished Work Disappoints The Expectation That Was Raised From The Sketch.