It takes a thousand men to invent a telegraph, or a steam engine, or a phonograph, or a photograph, or a telephone, or any other Important thing – and the last man gets the credit and we forget the others. He added his little mite – that is all he did.
Instead of forming new words I recommend to you any kind of artful management by which you may be able to give cost to old ones.
In 1886 I read Dr. Holmes’s poems, in the Sandwich Islands. A year and a half later I stole his dedication, without knowing it, and used it to dedicate my “Innocents Abroad” with. Ten years afterward I was talking with Dr. Holmes about it. He was not an ignorant ass – no, not he;… and […]
The chairman replied in a few appropriated words.
Nothing is ours but our language, our phrasing. If a man takes that from me (knowingly, purposely) he is a thief. If he takes it unconsciously – snaking it out of some old secluded corner of his memory, and mistaking it for a new birth instead of a mummy – he is no thief, and […]
Originality is undetected plagiarism.
When a thing has been said and said well, have no scruples. Take it and copy it.
The only good copies are those which make us see the absurdity of bad originals.
Many Gentlemen have done my brother and me (though without naming us) the honor to reprint many of our hymns. Now they are perfectly welcome to do so, provided they print them just as they are. But I desire that they would not attempt to mend them – for they really are not able. None […]
Plagiarize, plagiarize, Let no man’s work evade your eyes, Remember why the good Lord made your eyes, Don’t shade your eyes, But plagiarize, plagiarize, plagiarize. Only be sure to call it research.