It Is The Business Of The Artist

Fit For Kings, Formal Gardens Afford An Earthly Elysium And The Odd Impression That We Mere Men Might Actually Control Nature For A Time.

Somebody Said That I Am The Last American Living The Tragedy Of Europe.

We Live In An Age Of Science And Of Abundance. The Care And Reverence For Books As Such, Proper To An Age When No Book Was Duplicated Until Someone Took The Pains To Copy It Out By Hand, Is Obviously No Longer Suited To ’the Needs Of Society’, Or To The Conservation Of Learning. The Weeder Is Supremely Needed If The Garden Of The Muses Is To Persist As A Garden.

The Secret Of Popular Writing Is Never To Put More On A Given Page Than The Common Reader Can Lap Off It With No Strain Whatsoever On His Habitually Slack Attention.

Seems Fairly Clear That You Fix A Breed By Limiting The Amount Of Alien Infiltration. You Make A Race By Homogeneity And By Avoiding Inbreeding.... No Argument Has Ever Been Sprouted Against It. You Like It In Dogs And Horses.