When You Lose Interest In Anything, You

Many Young Painters Would Never Have Taken Their Pencils In Hand If They Could Have Felt, Known, And Understood, Early Enough, What Really Produced A Master Like Raphael.

Know'st Thou Yesterday, Its Aim And Reason? Work'st Thou Will Today For Worthier Things? Then Calmly Wait The Morrow's Hidden Season, And Fear Thou Not, What Hap Soe'er It Brings

English Plays, Atrocious In Content, Absurd In Form, Objectionable In Action, Execrable Englishtheatre.

Classicism Is Health, Romanticisim Is Sickness.

I Am Very Anxious To Please The Public, Particularly As It Lives And Lets Live.