There is the same mistake in all his pictures.

Whatever they are, they are not beautiful; and no magnificence of surface-colouring will make up, in my eyes, for wilful ugliness of form.

I say that nature is beautiful; and therefore nature cannot have been truly copied, or the general effect would have been beautiful also.

I never found out the fallacy till the other day, when looking at a portrait by one of them.

The woman for whom it was meant was standing by my side, young and lovely; the portrait hung there neither young nor lovely, but a wrinkled caricature twenty years older than the model." "I surely know the portrait you mean; Lady D----'s." "Yes.