
“…talent and genius operate outside the rules, and theory conflicts with practice.”
On War (1832), Book 2
1905 - 1910, Notes of a Painter' (1908)
“…talent and genius operate outside the rules, and theory conflicts with practice.”
On War (1832), Book 2
“Could we teach taste or genius by rules, they would be no longer taste and genius.”
Discourse no. 3; vol. 1, p. 57.
Discourses on Art
“I can see that the Lady has a genius for ruling, whilst I have a genius for not being ruled.”
Letter to Thomas Carlyle (28 September 1845).
“Contemporary Poetry Criticism”, p. 61
No Other Book: Selected Essays (1999)
To Leon Goldensohn, March 10, 1946, from "The Nuremberg Interviews" - by Leon Goldensohn - History - 2007
“Greatness is the reward for genius…only a few can be great, the rest are plain good.”
page 66
Dark Rooms (2002)
"The Mutabilities of Literature".
The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon (1819–1820)
Context: Language gradually varies, and with it fade away the writings of authors who have flourished their allotted time; otherwise, the creative powers of genius would overstock the world, and the mind would be completely bewildered in the endless mazes of literature. Formerly there were some restraints on this excessive multiplication. Works had to be transcribed by hand, which was a slow and laborious operation; they were written either on parchment, which was expensive, so that one work was often erased to make way for another; or on papyrus, which was fragile and extremely perishable. Authorship was a limited and unprofitable craft, pursued chiefly by monks in the leisure and solitude of their cloisters. The accumulation of manuscripts was slow and costly, and confined almost entirely to monasteries. To these circumstances it may, in some measure, be owing that we have not been inundated by the intellect of antiquity; that the fountains of thought have not been broken up, and modern genius drowned in the deluge. But the inventions of paper and the press have put an end to all these restraints. They have made everyone a writer, and enabled every mind to pour itself into print, and diffuse itself over the whole intellectual world. The consequences are alarming. The stream of literature has swollen into a torrent — augmented into a river — expanded into a sea.
When the Leaves Blow Away (2006), I Still Have a Pony (2007)
Lucinde and the Fragments, P. Firchow, trans. (1991), “Critical Fragments,” § 36
Letter to John Quincy Adams (19 January 1780)