The Magic Of The Pen Lies In

I Have Always Considered The Merry Wives One Of The Worst Plays, If Not Altogether The Worst, That Shakespeare Has Left Us. The Wit For The Most Part Is Dreary Or Foolish; The Tone Is Coarse And Farcical; And The Characters Want The Fine Distinctive Touches He So Well Knew How To Give. If Some Luckless Wight Had Written Such A Comedy In Our Time, I Should Like To See What The Critics Would Say To It?

Literature Is At Once The Cause And The Effect Of Social Progress.

The Only Cure For Grief Is Action.

Literature Is At Once The Cause And The Effect Of Social Progress. It Deepens Our Natural Sensibilities, And Strengthens By Exercise Our Intellectual Capacities. It Stores Up The Accumulated Experience Of The Race, Connecting Past And Present Into A Conscious Unity; And With This Store It Feeds Successive Generations, To Be Fed In Turn By Them.

The Moral Nature Of Man Is More Sacred In My Eyes Than His Intellectual Nature. I Know They Cannot Be Divorced - That Without Intelligence We Should Be Brutes - But It Is The Tendency Of Our Gaping, Wondering Dispositions To Give Pre-eminence To Those Faculties Which Most Astonish Us. Strength Of Character Seldom, If Ever, Astonishes; Goodness, Lovingness, And Quiet Self-sacrifice, Are Worth All The Talents In The World.