Every nation, every race, has not only its own creative, but its own critical turn of mind; and is even more oblivious of the shortcomings and limitations of its critical habits than of those of its creative genius.

No man can be criticised but by a greater than he. Do not, then, read the reviews.

Taking to pieces is the trade of those who cannot construct.

Now, in reality, the world have paid too great a compliment to critics, and have imagined them men of much greater profundity than they really are.

A man is a critic when he cannot be an artist, in the same way that a man becomes an informer when he cannot be a soldier.

A critic has no right to the narrowness which is the frequent prerogative of the creative artist.

Although the novel exercises the rights of a created object, criticism has not those rights, and too many little mansions in English fiction have been acclaimed to their own detriment as important edifices.

A good critic is the man who describes his adventures among masterpieces.

The real connoisseurs in art are those who make people accept as beautiful something everybody used to consider ugly, by revealing and resuscitating the beauty in it.

The Stones that Critics hurl with Harsh Intent A Man may use to build his Monument.