Thomas de quincey, who professed a hearty dislike for “the assumption of judicial functions and authority over … brother authors,” published only one review of a novel. But he yielded to the digressive spirit and frequently discussed throughout his writings both the genre and the novelists he read during his long life (1785–1859). These included Defoe, Fielding, Smollett, Sterne, Le Sage, Marivaux, Rousseau, Walpole, Charlotte Smith, Clara Reeve, Mrs. Radcliffe, Maria Edgeworth, Sophia and Harriet Lee, Mrs. Inchbald, Maturin, Godwin, Captain Marryat, Scott, Galt, Miss Ferrier, Dickens, Thackeray, and Hawthorne. His favorites were Harriet Lee, Mrs. Inchbald, Mrs. Radcliffe, and Hawthorne. Years after De Quincey's death his daughter Emily wrote: “No one will ever make much out of my father that does not take in [to account] the extreme mixture of childish folly joined to a great intellect. The novels of his youth were of the Mrs. Radcliffe order full of mysteries, murders, highwaymen, mysterious people and dark corners. … He never got beyond the Mrs. Radcliffe stage and he was but a poor judge of a novel. He could make nothing of the modern novel with its pictures of real life.”