Critics are like horse-flies which hinder the horses in their ploughing of the soil. The muscles of the horse are as taut as fiddle-strings, and suddenly a horse-fly alights on its croup, buzzing and stinging. The horse's skin quivers, it waves its tail. What is the fly buzzing about It probably doesn't know itself. It simply has a restless nature and wants to make itself felt 'I'm alive, too, you know' it seems to say. 'Look, I know how to buzz, there's nothing I can't buzz about' I've been reading reviews of my stories for twenty-five years, and can't remember a single useful point in any of them, or the slightest good advice. The only reviewer who ever made an impression on me was Skabichevsky, who prophesied that I would die drunk in the bottom of a ditch.
The real aim of criticism is not the destruction of cherished traditions although a due regard for the facts does often compel us to revise older opinions but a fuller appreciation of the beauty and truth of the creative work on which it fixes its regard. The word 'criticism' is derived from the Greek word kritikos, which means 'the ability to select or discriminate,' hence, to decide or judge. The meaning of criticism is thus discriminating judgment.