4 quotes
It seems that the creative faculty, and the critical faculty, cannot exist together in their highest perfection.
John Dryden', The Edinburgh Review (1828)
His imagination resembled the wings of an ostrich. It enabled him to run, though not to soar.
John Dryden', The Edinburgh Review (1828)
The English Bible,—a book which, if everything else in our language should perish, would alone suffice to show the whole extent of its beauty and power.
John Dryden', The Edinburgh Review (1828)
A man possessed of splendid talents, which he often abused, and of a sound judgment, the admonitions of which he often neglected; a man who succeeded only in an inferior department of his art, but who in that department succeeded pre-eminently.
John Dryden', The Edinburgh Review (1828)