With the publication of Confessions, De Quincey earned himself a permanent place among the English Romantics of the early 1800s.
De Quincey has said that the book is equally divided between “empty truisms and time-serving Dutch falsehoods.”
De Quincey had taught him much in the knowledge of hardship.
He keeps his eye on the object, which De Quincey seldom does.
How little he knew, that De Quincey, of the true ritual of the poppy!
What he has given us is not all of De Quincey, but each chapter is complete in itself.
De Quincey has been highly praised, both as a humorist and as a logician.
The midnight hallucinations of De Quincey seemed to be repeating themselves in a whole nation.
Whatever their value, De Quincey has of course no claim to be an originator.
I quote De Quincey because he has written more, and more profoundly as well as more copiously, on style than any writer I know.