There is a certain justice in criticism. The critic is like a midwife - a tyrannical midwife.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Critics have their purposes, and they're supposed to do what they do, but sometimes they get a little carried away with what they think someone should have done, rather than concerning themselves with what they did.
Any critic is entitled to wrong judgments, of course. But certain lapses of judgment indicate the radical failure of an entire sensibility.
Criticism is prejudice made plausible.
The most noble criticism is that in which the critic is not the antagonist so much as the rival of the author.
It's not the journalists; it's the critics that I can't understand. I've never understood what kind of a person would want to criticize someone else's work.
Some critics have been very harsh. That's okay. I like honest criticism.
Critics are like eunuchs in a harem; they know how it's done, they've seen it done every day, but they're unable to do it themselves.
A critic is a eunuch working in a harem. He watches it, but he knows he can't do it. Critics very often are failed writers and, like failed priests, they hate religion.
As for critics, one mediocre writer is more valuable than ten good critics. They are like haughty, barren spinsters lodged in a maternity ward.
The critic is a man who prefers the indolence of opinion to the trials of action.