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The intolerable wrestle

Oh may I join the choir invisible

Fred’s studies are not very deep … he is only reading a novel.

There is music in the air.

Common sense is nothing more than a deposit of prejudices laid down in the mind before you reach eighteen.

Genius is one per cent inspiration, ninety-nine per cent perspiration.

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.

Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me.

’Tis sufficient to say, according to the proverb, that here is God’s plenty.

Arms, and the man I sing.

The famous rules, which the French call Des Trots Onitez, or, the Three Unities, which ought to be observed in every regular play; namely, of Time, Place, and Action.

The rest to some faint meaning make pretence,

Fairest Isle, all isles excelling.

The wise, for cure, on exercise depend;

Errors, like straws, upon the surface flow;

Great wits are sure to madness near allied.

Mediocrity knows nothing higher than itself, but talent instantly recognizes genius.

What one man can invent another can discover.

And now good morrow to our waking souls,

Air and angels.

Cragged, and steep, Truth stands, and he that will

No spring, nor summer beauty hath such grace,

When I want to read a novel, I write one.

You know who the critics are? The men who have failed in literature and art.