[Chosen by Mr. Garamond from among the 1,200 or so quotations, clippings, anecdotes, proverbs, eavesdropping transcripts, and drink recipes collected in his leatherbound commonplace book, itself prefaced by a note on the flyleaf: “Attributed to kleptomania.” —Ed.]
Begin with an individual, and before you know it you find that you have created a type; begin with a type, and you find that you have created—nothing.
—F. Scott Fitzgerald, “The Rich Boy”
[Galliard] possesses an authentic sparkle that is lacking in the current Garamonds. The italic is particularly felicitous and reaches back to the feeling of the chancery style, from which Claude Garamond’s italic departed.
—Printer’s colophon, Anatomy of a Typeface, Alexander Lawson
In this strange Labyrinth how shall I turne…
—Lady Mary Wroth, “A Crown of Sonnets Dedicated to Love”
Dandyism, an institution outside the law, has a rigorous code of laws that strictly binds all its subjects, however ardent and independent their characters may be.
—Charles Baudelaire, “The Dandy”
The only true exile is the writer who lives in his own country.
To bring a lover, a lady and a rival into the fable; to entangle them in contradictory obligations, perplex them with oppositions of interest, and harass them with violence of desires inconsistent with each other; to make them meet in rapture and part in agony; to fill their mouths with hyperbolical joy and outrageous sorrow; to distress them as nothing human ever was distressed; to deliver them as nothing human ever was delivered, is the business of a modern dramatist. For this probability is violated, life is misrepresented, and language is depraved.
—Samuel Johnson, “Preface to Shakespeare”