“There is no bombast, no similes, flowers, digressions, or unnecessary descriptions. Everything tends directly to the catastrophe.” — Horace Walpole Writing-craft Copy Share Image
We often repent of our first thoughts, and scarce ever of our second. — Horace Walpole Repent Copy Share Image
Pictures may serve as helps to religion but are only an appendix to idolatry, for the people must be taught to believe… — Horace Walpole Believe Copy Share Image
I have sometimes seen women, who would have been sensible enough, if they would have been content not to be called women… — Horace Walpole Absurd Copy Share Image
It amazes me when I hear any person prefer blindness to deafness. Such a person must have a terrible dread of being… — Horace Walpole Blindness Copy Share Image
Ponder, your comedies are woeful chaff: Write tragedies, when you would make us laugh. — Horace Walpole Comedy Copy Share Image
Serendipitous discoveries are made by chance, found without looking for them but possible only through a sharp vision and sagacity, ready to… — Horace Walpole Chance Copy Share Image
The prosecution of [Warren] Hastings, though he should escape at last, must have good effect. It will alarm the servants of the… — Horace Walpole Alarms Copy Share Image
The establishment of a society for the encouragement of arts will produce great benefits before they are perverted to mischiefs. — Horace Walpole Art Copy Share Image
Perhaps those, who, trembling most, maintain a dignity in their fate, are the bravest: resolution on reflection is real courage. — Horace Walpole Courage Copy Share Image
Exercise is the worst thing in the world and as bad an invention as gunpowder. — Horace Walpole Exercise Copy Share Image
How posterity will laugh at us, one way or other! If half a dozen break their necks, and balloonism is exploded, we… — Horace Walpole Accounts Copy Share Image
The contempt of money is no more a virtue than to wash one's hand is one; but one does not willingly shake… — Horace Walpole Contempt Copy Share Image
Art is the filigrain of a little mind, and is twisted and involved and curled, but would reach farther if laid out… — Horace Walpole Art Copy Share Image
Poetry is a beautiful way of spoiling prose, and the laborious art of exchanging plain sense for harmony. — Horace Walpole Art Copy Share Image
Two large prominent eyes that rolled about to no purpose (for he was utterly short-sighted) a wide mouth, thick lips and inflated… — Horace Walpole Air Copy Share Image
Shakespeare had no tutors but nature and genius. He caught his faults from the bad taste of his contemporaries. In an age… — Horace Walpole Age Copy Share Image
Who has begun has half done. Have the courage to be wise. Begin! — Horace Walpole Being wise Copy Share Image
What is called chance is the instrument of Providence and the secret agent that counteracts what men call wisdom, and preserves order… — Horace Walpole Agents Copy Share Image
[King René of Anjou (1409-80)] would not listen to the news of his son having lost the Kingdom of Naples, because he… — Horace Walpole Kingdoms Copy Share Image
I never found even in my juvenile hours that it was necessary to go a thousand miles in search of themes for… — Horace Walpole Found Copy Share Image
I am persuaded that foolish writers and foolish readers are created for each other; and that fortune provides readers as she does… — Horace Walpole Books Copy Share Image
At last some curious traveller from Lima will visit England, and give a description of the ruins of St. Paul's, like the… — Horace Walpole Curiosity Copy Share Image