Of late years (perhaps as a result of our political changes) art has borrowed from history more than ever.

Just as we descend into our consciences to judge of actions which our minds can not weigh, can we not also search in ourselves for the feeling which gives birth to forms of thought, always vague and cloudy?

Art ought never to be considered except in its relations with its ideal beauty.

I have a private theory, Sir, that there are no heroes and no monsters in this world. Only children should be allowed to use these words

Do you not see with your own eyes the chrysalis fact assume by degrees the wings of fiction?

Perform your long and heavy task with energy, treading the path to which Fate has been pleased to call you.

I think, then, that man, after having satisfied his first longing for facts, wanted something fuller - some grouping, some adaptation to his capacity and experience, of the links of this vast chain of events which his sight could not take in.