My dear fellow, it isn't easy to be anything nowadays. There's such a lot of beastly competition about.
Which Painters hold, and such the heritage This gentle solemn Spirit doth possess, Being a better mirror of his age In all his pity, love, and weariness, Than those who can but copy common things, And leave the Soul unpainted with its mighty questionings.
A pessimist is somebody who complains about the noise when opportunity knocks.
And the mind of the thoroughly well-informed man is a dreadful thing.
The things one feels absolutely certain about are never true. That is the fatality of faith, and the lesson of romance.