1834 • French • Clergyman
Poetry is truth in its Sunday clothes.
It is a very rare thing for a man of talent to succeed by his talent.
Poetry is the exquisite expression of exquisite expressions.
Nothing vivifies, and nothing kills, like the emotions.
There are people who laugh to show their fine teeth; and there are those who cry to show their good hearts.
The folly which we might have ourselves committed is the one which we are least ready to pardon in another.
