Clean your finger before you point at my spots.
“The most exquisite folly is made of wisdom spun too fine.”
“Men take more pains to mask than mend.”
“Pride breakfasted with plenty, dined with poverty, and supped with infamy.”
“Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?”
“How do our philosophers act? Do they not inscribe their signatures to the very essays they write on the propriety of despising glory.”
“He never does a proper thing without giving an improper reason for it.”
“The only reward to be expected from literature is contempt if one fails and hatred if one succeeds.”
“It is not the critic who counts...The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena.”
“Henry James would have been vastly improved as a novelist by a few whiffs of the Chicago stockyard.”