Quote by Sydney Smith
In composing, as a general rule, run your pen through every other

In composing, as a general rule, run your pen through every other word you have written; you have no idea what vigor it will give your style. – Sydney Smith

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Manners are like the shadows of virtues, they are the momentary display of those qualities which our fellow creatures love and respect. – Sydney Smith

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respect
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The observances of the church concerning feasts and fasts are tolerably well-kept, since the rich keep the feasts and the poor keep the fasts. – Sydney Smith

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Fasting
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A great deal of talent is lost to the world for want of a little courage. Every day sends to their graves obscure men whose timidity prevented them from making a first effort. – Sydney Smith

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Confidence
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Never be so brief as to become obscure. – Tryon Edwards

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Brevity

Brevity is the soul of wit, and tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes. – William Shakespeare

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Brevity

It is with words as with sunbeams. The more they are condensed, the deeper they burn. – Robert Southey

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Brevity

“In good prose (says Schlegel) every word should be underlined!” that is, every word should be the right one; and then no one would be righter than another. There are no italics in Plato. – Augustus William Hare and Julius Charles Hare, Guesses at Truth, by Two Brothers

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Brevity

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The society which scorns excellence in plumbing as a humble activity and tolerates shoddiness in philosophy because it is an exalted activity will have neither good plumbing nor good philosophy: neither its pipes nor its theories will hold water. – John W. Gardner

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Science is knowledge arranged and classified according to truth, facts, and the general laws of nature. – Luther Burbank

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Knowledge

I dont learn so good, no matter how good the teacher is. – Warren Zevon

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teacher

A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself. – E.M. Forster, Two Cheers for Democracy, 1951

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