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For there is no art where there is no style, and no style where there is no unity, and unity is of the individual.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
Ah, don't say that you agree with me. When people agree with me I always feel that I must be wrong.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
As long as war is regarded as wicked, it will always have its fascination. When it is looked upon as vulgar, it will cease to be popular.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
Every great man nowadays has his disciples, and it is always Judas who writes the biography.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
Ah! Don't say you agree with me. When people agree with me I always feel I must be wrong.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
A little sincerity is a dangerous thing, and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
Criticism will annihilate race-prejudices by insisting upon the unity of the human mind in the variety of its forms.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
Anybody can make history. Only a great man can write it.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
Truth, in the matters of religion, is simply the opinion that has survived.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
As for modern Journalism, its not my business to defend it. It justifies its own existence by the great Darwinian principle of the survival of the vulgarest.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
The one duty we owe to history is to rewrite it.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
One is tempted to define man as a rational animal who always loses his temper when he is called upon to act in accordance with the dictates of reason.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
Meredith is a prose Browning, and so is Browning. He used poetry as a medium for writing in prose.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
It is well for his peace that the saint goes to his martyrdom. He is spared the sight of the horror of his harvest.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
Oh! journalism is unreadable, and literature is not read.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
There is no sin except stupidity.
The Critic as Artist (1891)
It is to do nothing that the elect exist. Action is limited and relative. Unlimited and absolute is the vision of him who sits at ease and watches, who walks in loneliness and dreams.
The Critic as Artist (1891)