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How much easier it is to be critical than to be correct.
How much easier it is to be critical than to be correct.
Philosophers, as things now stand, are all too fond of offering criticism from on high instead of studying and understanding read more
Philosophers, as things now stand, are all too fond of offering criticism from on high instead of studying and understanding things from within.
Give no time to finding fault of criticism.
Give no time to finding fault of criticism.
Reviewers are usually people who would have been poets,
historians, biographers, etc., if they could: they have tried
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Reviewers are usually people who would have been poets,
historians, biographers, etc., if they could: they have tried
their talents at one or the other, and have failed; therefore
they turn critics.
I never give them hell; I just tell them the truth and they think it is hell.
I never give them hell; I just tell them the truth and they think it is hell.
As soon
Seek roses in December--ice in June,
Hope, constancy in wind, or corn in chaff;
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As soon
Seek roses in December--ice in June,
Hope, constancy in wind, or corn in chaff;
Believe a woman or an epitaph,
Or any other thing that's false, before
You trust in critics.
Each generation produces its squad of "moderns" with peashooters to attack Gibraltar.
Each generation produces its squad of "moderns" with peashooters to attack Gibraltar.
Said the pot to the kettle, "Get away, blackface."
[Sp., Dijo la sarten a la caldera, quitate alla ojinegra.]
Said the pot to the kettle, "Get away, blackface."
[Sp., Dijo la sarten a la caldera, quitate alla ojinegra.]
A man must serve his time to every trade
Save censure--critics all are ready made.
Take hackney'd read more
A man must serve his time to every trade
Save censure--critics all are ready made.
Take hackney'd jokes from Miller, got by rote,
With just enough of learning to misquote;
A mind well skill'd to find or forge a fault;
A turn for punning, call it Attic salt;
To Jeffrey go, be silent and discreet,
His pay is just ten sterling pounds per sheet;
Fear not to lie, 'twill seem a lucky hit;
Shrink not from blasphemy, 'twill pass for wit;
Care not for feeling--pass your proper jest,
And stand a critic, hated yet caress'd.