In [chess], where the pieces have different and "bizarre" motions, with various and variable values, what is only complex, is mistaken (a not unusual error) for what is profound. |
In criticism I will be bold, and as sternly, absolutely just with friend and foe. From this purpose nothing shall turn me. |
In one case out of a hundred a point is excessively discussed because it is obscure; in the ninety-nine remaining it is obscure because it is excessively discussed. |
It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream. |
It is the nature of truth in general, as of some ores in particular, to be richest when most superficial. |
It may well be doubted whether human ingenuity can construct an enigma... which human ingenuity may not, by proper application, resolve. |
It will be found, in fact, that the ingenious are always fanciful, and the truly imaginative never otherwise than analytic. |
Man's real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so. |
Men of genius are far more abundant than is supposed. In fact, to appreciate thoroughly the work of what we call genius, is to possess all the genius by which the work was produced. |
Mournful and Never-ending Remembrance. |
Of puns it has been said that those who most dislike them are those who are least able to utter them |
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary... |
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,/ Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,/ As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. |
Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words. |
Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence. |