Only roam on, therefore, all fearless, in the many garden of romantic chivalrous poesy, which drawing within its circle all that is glorious and inspiring, gave itself but little concern as to where its flowers originally grew. – C.O. Müller (Karl Otfried Müller), Introduction to a Scientific System

He picked something out of everything he read. – Pliny

He repeated to himself an old French proverb that he had made up that morning. – F. Scott Fitzgerald