Literature Delivers Tidings Of The World Within

Character Is Built Out Of Circumstances. From Exactly The Same Materials, One Man Builds Palaces, While Another Builds Hovels.

In Urging All Writers To Be Steadfast In Reliance On The Ultimate Victory Of Excellence, We Should No Less Strenuously Urge Upon Them To Beware Of The Intemperate Arrogance Which Attributes Failure To A Degraded Condition Of The Public Mind. The Instinct Which Leads The World To Worship Success Is Not Dangerous. The Book Which Succeeds Accomplishes Its Aim. The Book Which Fails May Have Many Excellencies, But They Must Have Been Misdirected.

The History Of The Race Is But That Of The Individual "writ Large".

The Object Of Literature Is To Instruct, To Animate, Or To Amuse.

The Selective Instinct Of The Artist Tells Him When His Language Should Be Homely, And When It Should Be More Elevated; And It Is Precisely In The Imperceptible Blending Of The Plain With The Ornate That A Great Writer Is Distinguished. He Uses The Simplest Phrases Without Triviality, And The Grandest Without A Suggestion Of Grandiloquence.