They are thick-set with thought, instead of one thought serving for a whole book.
Shakespeare is pre-eminent; Spencer is music.

We dare to dislike Milton when he goes to heaven.

We do not recognize God in his picture of Him.

There is something so penetrating and clear in Mr.
Hawthorne's intellect, that now I am acquainted with it, merely thinking of him as I read winnows the chaff from the wheat at once.

And when he reads to me, it is the acutest criticism.