He Loves Not Who Does Not See

Few Rash Of Any Modern Nation Have A Proper Sense Of An Aesthetical Whole; They Praise And Blame By Parts; They Are Charmed By Passages. And Who Has Greater Reason To Rejoice In This Than Actors, Since The Stage Is Ever But A Patched And Piecemeal Matter?

He Who Only Tastes His Error Will Long Dwell With It, Will Take Delight In It As In A Singular Felicity; While He Who Drains It To The Dregs Will, If He Be Not Crazy, Find It To Be What It Is.

The Errors Of The Observer Come From The Qualities Of The Human Mind.

He Who Does Not See The Whole World In His Friends, Does Not Deserve That The World Should Hear Of Him.

I Can Promise To Be Sincere, But I Cannot Promise To Be Impartial.