For he is, without an exception, the highest-minded, the most independent-spirited, most original, spiritual, classical, talented, the most thoroughly Shakspearian, if not Miltonic, and at the same time the most disgustingly-unappreciated dog I know.

But, sir, I have not the vanity to attempt to pass for Slyme.

Any other man in the wide world, I am equal to; but Slyme is, I frankly confess, a great many cuts above me.
Therefore you are wrong.' 'I judged from this,' said Mr Pecksniff, holding out the cover of the letter.
'No doubt you did,' returned the gentleman.

'But, Mr Pecksniff, the whole thing resolves itself into an instance of the peculiarities of genius.

Every man of true genius has his peculiarity.