(h) The way to perfection is through a series of disgusts . . . Ennui ever attaches itself to realisation, even the realisation of perfection. -W. PATER.
(2) Notre critique ne s'élèvera-t-elle jamais à la rigoureuse majesté de la science. Elle flottera toujours dans l'incertitude. Ses lois ne seront point fixes, ses jugements ne seront point irrévocables,—h.y., Nid ymddyrchaif ein Beirniadaeth fyth i urddas llym Gwyddoniaeth. Nawf beunydd mewn ansicrwydd. Ni bydd ei deddfau'n sefydlog, na'i barnedigaethau'n rhai nas newidir.—ANATOLE FRANCE.
(j) Criticism stands like an interpreter between the inspired and the uninspired, between the prophet and those who hear the melody of his words, and catch some glimpse of their meaning, but understand not their deeper import.—T. CARLYLE.
