Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
I grow in worth, and wit, and sense, Unboding critic-pen, Or that eternal want of pence, Which vexes public men.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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The true work of a critic is not to make his hearer believe him, but agree with him.
John Ruskin
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On the whole, however, the critic is far less of a professional faultfinder than is sometimes imagined. He is first of all a virtue-finder, a singer of praise. He is not concerned with getting rid of dross except in so far as it hides the gold. In other words, the destructive side of criticism is purely a subsidiary affair. None of the best critics have been men of destructive minds. They are like gardeners whose business is more with the flowers than with the weeds.
Robert Wilson Lynd
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He sucks. I think he's a failure as a food critic.
Kaci Brown
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Critic, relent!Your hope for repentance Will meet with disapppointment.For this is the life,Not desert tents,Not camel's milk!
Abu Nuwas
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A literary woman's best critic is her husband.
Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward
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The critic who doesn't make a personal statement, in remeasurements he himself has made, is merely an unreliable critic. He is not a measurer but a repeater of other men's results. KRINO, to pick out for oneself, to choose. That's what the word means.
Ezra Pound
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Since I'm a story-oriented critic, sometimes it's difficult to discuss issues without defining them. At the same time, I try not to give away anything that hasn't been given away in first half, in TV commercials, or that isn't obvious from the set-up of the movie. My editors are aware of this tendency of mine and read carefully for spoilers.
Stephen Hunter
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We are protecting civilians. We are unarmed. We are no threat to you. Please do not shoot.
Rachel Corrie
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We all have family dysfunction. It's why we're successful, to fill that hole.
Eli Attie
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Dreams don't come from nowhere.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
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I lived somewhat of a nomadic life, even when I lived in Ohio. We spent time in rural areas, in suburban areas, never really city areas. We rode four-wheelers. We had pigs and ferrets. And creeks. We had a creek in my backyard. It was like 'Huckleberry Finn.'
Haley Bennett
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I grow in worth, and wit, and sense, Unboding critic-pen, Or that eternal want of pence, Which vexes public men.
Alfred Lord Tennyson