Occupation: Writer Birth: April 15, 1843 Death: February 28, 1916
If one is strong, one loves the more strongly..
We must know, as much as possible, in our beautiful art...what we are talking about and the only way to know is to have lived and loved and cursed an….
You wanted to look at life for yourself - but you were not allowed; you were punished for your wish. You were ground in the very mill of the conventi….
I am blackly bored when they are at large and at work; but somehow I am still more blackly bored when they are shut up in Holloway and we are deprive….
Life being all inclusion and confusion, and art being all discrimination and selection, the latter, in search of the hard latent value with which it ….
There were several ways of understanding her: there was what she said, and there was what she meant, and there was something between the two, that wa….
To criticize is to appreciate, to appropriate, to take intellectual possession, to establish in fine a relation with the criticized thing and to make….
Art derives a considerable part of its beneficial exercise from flying in the face of presumptions..
She had her own way of doing all that she did, and this is the simplest description of a character which, although by no means without liberal motion….
We must grant the artist his subject, his idea, his donn´e: our criticism is applied only to what he makes of it..
Criticism talks a good deal of nonsense, but even its nonsense is a useful force. It keeps the question of art before the world, insists upon its imp….
To believe in a child is to believe in the Future..
To live in the world of creation-to get into it and stay in it-to frequent it and haunt it...to think intently and fruitfully, to woo combinations an….
In museums and palaces we are alternate radicals and conservatives..
In a play, certainly, the subject is of more importance than in any other work of art. Infelicity, triviality, vagueness of subject, may be outweighe….
There are women who are for all your 'times of life.' They're the most wonderful sort..
No, no—there are depths, depths! The more I go over it, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I fear. I don’t know what I don’t se….
I had an excellent repast - the best repast possible - which consisted simply of boiled eggs and bread and butter. It was the quality of these simple….
I hold any writer sufficiently justified who is himself in love with his theme..
It is art that makes life, makes interest, makes importance..