Without taste genius is only a sublime kind of folly. That sure touch which the lyre gives back the right note and nothing more, is even a rarer gift than the creative faculty itself. – Vicomte De Chateaubriand
Suspicions that the mind, of itself, gathers, are but buzzes; but suspicions that are artificially nourished and put into mens heads by the tales and whisperings of others, have stings. – Francis Bacon
