Crime.—If poverty is the mother of crimes, want of sense is the father of them.—Bruyère.
Crimes lead into one another. They who are capable of being forgers are capable of being incendiaries.—Burke.
Criticism.—Solomon says rightly: "The wounds made by a friend are worth more than the caresses of a flatterer." Nevertheless, it is better that the friend wound not at all.—Joseph de Maistre.
The rule in carving holds good as to criticism,—never cut with a knife what you can cut with a spoon.—Charles Buxton.
The critic eye, that microscope of wit.—Pope.
Men have commonly more pleasure in the criticism which hurts, than in that which is innocuous; and are more tolerant of the severity which breaks hearts and ruins fortunes, than of that which falls impotently on the grave.—Ruskin.
Certain critics resemble closely those people who when they would laugh show ugly teeth.—Joubert.
Every one is eagle-eyed to see another's faults and his deformity.—Dryden.
For I am nothing if not critical.—Shakespeare.
He who stabs you in the dark with a pen would do the same with a penknife, were he equally safe from detection and the law.—Quintilian.