Now let us suppose that he beholds himself also among these images as non-genius, i.e., his subject, the whole throng of subjective passions and impulses of the will directed to a definite object which appears real to him; if now it seems as if the lyric genius and the allied non-genius were one, and as if the former spoke that little word "I" of his own accord, this appearance will no longer be able to lead us astray, as it certainly led those astray who designated the lyrist as the subjective poet.
— from The Birth of Tragedy; or, Hellenism and Pessimism by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

But the Almighty Lover of souls looked once again; and He saw in that poor, forlorn, and ruined nature, which He had in the beginning filled with grace and light, {15} He saw in it, not what merited His favor, not what would adequately respond to His influences, not what was a necessary instrument of His purposes, but what would illustrate and preach abroad
— from Selections from the Prose Writings of John Henry Cardinal Newman For the Use of Schools by John Henry Newman

We all realize that he is no colourist in the sense of Memling, Pinturicchio, Titian, Rubens, Fragonard, Dela [Pg 134] croix, Makart or Roybet, he does not even show us as much variety as Constable or Israels or an Impressionist.
— from The Whistler Book A Monograph of the Life and Position in Art of James McNeill Whistler, Together with a Careful Study of His More Important Works by Sadakichi Hartmann

The worshiper always regrets that he is not the worshiped.
— from The Works of Robert G. Ingersoll, Complete Contents Dresden Edition—Twelve Volumes by Robert Green Ingersoll