The juice of the grape is the liquid quintessence of concentrated sunbeams.

- Thomas Love Peacock

I like the immaterial world. I like to live among thoughts and images of the past and the possible, and even of the impossible, now and then.

- Thomas Love Peacock

I almost think it is the ultimate destiny of science to exterminate the human race.

- Thomas Love Peacock

The critic does his utmost to blight genius in its infancy; that which rises in spite of him he will not see; and then he complains of the decline of…

- Thomas Love Peacock

... where the Greeks had modesty, we have cant; where they had poetry, we have cant; where they had patriotism, we have cant; where they had anything…

- Thomas Love Peacock

They have poisoned the Thames and killed the fish in the river. A little further development of the same wisdom and science will complete the poisoni…

- Thomas Love Peacock

My thoughts by night are often filled With visions false as fair: For in the past alone, I build My castles in the air.

- Thomas Love Peacock

Clouds on clouds, in volumes driven, curtain round the vault of heaven.

- Thomas Love Peacock

Marriage may often be a stormy lake, but celibacy is almost always a muddy horsepond.

- Thomas Love Peacock