Art Made By The People For The

We Are Only The Trustees For Those Who Come After Us.

The Greatest Foe To Art Is Luxury, Art Cannot Live In Its Atmosphere.

No Pattern Should Be Without Some Sort Of Meaning.

No Man Is Good Enough To Be Another's Master.

So With This Earthly Paradise It Is, If Ye Will Read Aright, And Pardon Me, Who Strive To Build A Shadowy Isle Of Bliss Midmost The Beating Of The Steely Sea.