Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Genius is essentially creative; it bears the stamp of the individual who possesses it.
A genius is one who can do anything except make a living.
Genius is the very eye of intellect and the wing of thought; it is always in advance of its time, and is the pioneer for the generation which it precedes.
The definition of genius, really, should be that that person can do what the rest of us have to learn how to do.
Genius is not perfected, it is deepened. It does not so much interpret the world as fertilize itself with it.
Genius is the talent of a person who is dead.
Genius is a potential that lives within you and every other human being. You have many moments of genius in your lifetime. These are the times when you have a uniquely brilliant idea and implement it even if only you are aware of how fantastic it is.
Real genius is nothing else but the supernatural virtue of humility in the domain of thought.
Genius is nothing more than common faculties refined to a greater intensity. There are no astonishing ways of doing astonishing things. All astonishing things are done by ordinary materials.
Genius is the ability to put into effect what is on your mind.