Where do you get your taste in authorsöThat damned library of yours! (He indicates the small bookcase at rear.) Voltaire, Rousseau, Schopenhauer, Nietzsche, Ibsen! Atheists, fools, and madmen! And your poets! This Dowson, and this Baudelaire, and Swinburne and O'Neill Oscar Wilde, and Whitman and Poe! Whoremongers and degenerates! Pah! When I've three good sets of Shakespeare there (he nods at the large bookcase) you could read.

-O'Neill, Eugene Gladstone
^41  Tyrone. Long Day's Journey Into Night, act 4 (published 1956).

Swinburne is just emptiness to me as he gets older, and themoremaddening ashegoes onexploiting a heavenly gift. I wish he had just shut up, like Coleridge, and left us surmising wonders.

-Quiller-Couch, SirArthurThomas known as  'Q'
Quoted in A L Rowse Quiller-Couch: a Portrait of 'Q' (1988).