It is supposable that, in the eyes of angels, a struggle down a dark lane and a battle of Leipsic differ in… — Robert Aris Willmott Angel Copy Share Image
Winckelmann wished to live with a work of art as a friend. The saying is true of pen and pencil. Fresh lustre… — Robert Aris Willmott Art Copy Share Image
Occasionally a single anecdote opens a character; biography has its comparative anatomy, and a saying or a sentiment enables the skilful hand… — Robert Aris Willmott Anatomy Copy Share Image
In literature and art memory is a synonym for invention. It is the life-blood of imagination, which faints and dies when the… — Robert Aris Willmott Art Copy Share Image
Whatever is pure is also simple. It does not keep the eye on itself. The observer forgets the window in the landscape… — Robert Aris Willmott Copy Share Image
What philosopher of the schoolroom, with the mental dowry of four summers, ever questions the power of the wand that opened the… — Robert Aris Willmott Beautiful Copy Share Image
A good reader is nearly as rare as a good writer. People bring their prejudices, whether friendly or adverse. They are lamp… — Robert Aris Willmott Copy Share Image
Joy and grief are never far apart. In the same street the shutters of one house are closed, while the curtains of… — Robert Aris Willmott Church Copy Share Image
Books, of which the principles are diseased or deformed, must be kept on the shelf of the scholar, as the man of… — Robert Aris Willmott Copy Share Image
History presents the pleasantest features of poetry and fiction,--the majesty of the epic, the moving accidents of the drama, the surprises and… — Robert Aris Willmott Accidents Copy Share Image
It is that faculty by which we discover and enjoy the beautiful, the picturesque, and the sublime in literature, art, and nature;… — Robert Aris Willmott Copy Share Image
Association is the delight of the heart, not less than of poetry. Alison observes that an autumn sunset, with its crimson clouds,… — Robert Aris Willmott Copy Share Image
Poetical taste is the only magician whose wand is not broken. No hand, except its own, can dissolve the fabric of beauty… — Robert Aris Willmott Copy Share Image
History is a great painter, with the world for canvas, and life for a figure. It exhibits man in his pride, and… — Robert Aris Willmott Affair Copy Share Image
The gloomy recess of an ecclesiastical library is like a harbor, into which a far-traveling curiosity has sailed with its freight, and… — Robert Aris Willmott Copy Share Image
The fame of a battlefield grows with its years; Napoleon storming the Bridge of Lodi, and Wellington surveying the towers of Salamanca,… — Robert Aris Willmott Army Copy Share Image
Art, not less eloquently than literature, teaches her children to venerate the single eye. Remember Matsys. His representations of miser-life are breathing.… — Robert Aris Willmott Altars Copy Share Image
Few footprints of the great remain in the sand before the ever-flowing tide. Long ago it washed out Homer's. Curiosity follows him… — Robert Aris Willmott Age Copy Share Image
Poetry deserves the honor it obtains as the eldest offspring of literature, and the fairest. It is the fruitfulness of many plants… — Robert Aris Willmott Beauty Copy Share Image
From numberless books the fluttering reader, idle and inconstant, bears away the bloom that only clings to the outer leaf; but genius… — Robert Aris Willmott Bears Copy Share Image
A book becomes a mirror, with the author's face shining over it. Talent only gives an imperfect image,--the broken glimmer of a… — Robert Aris Willmott Beauty Copy Share Image
