Comfort Came In With The Middle Classes.

Do Not Mistake A Crowd Of Big Wage Earners For The Leisure Class.

A Rose Is The Visible Result Of An Infinitude Of Complicated Goings On In The Bosom Of The Earth And In The Air Above, And Similarly A Work Of Art Is The Product Of Strange Activities In The Human Mind.

Detail Is The Heart Of Realism, And The Fatty Degeneration Of Art.

The Representative Element In A Work Of Art May Or May Not Be Harmful, But It Is Always Irrelevant. For To Appreciate A Work Of Art, We Must Bring With Us Nothing From Life, No Knowledge Of Its Affairs And Ideas, No Familiarity With Its Emotions.

Art And Relligion Are Not Professions: They Are Not Occupations For Which Men Can Be Paid. The Artist And The Saint Do What They Have To Do, Not To Make A Living, But In Obedience To Some Mysterious Necessity. They Do Not Product To Live - They Live To Produce.