Art begins when a man wishes to immortalize the most vivid moment he has ever lived.

As perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining Deeply folded in my brain, Will not leave me: all things leave me: You remain.

The mystic too full of God to speak intelligibly to the world.

But we have been taught to see before our eyes have found out a way of seeing for themselves.

A place has almost the shyness of a person, with strangers; and its secret is not to be surprised by a too direct interrogation.

My soul is like this cloudy, flaming opal ring.

Criticism is properly the rod of divination: a hazel switch for the discovery of buried treasure, not a birch twig for the castigation of offenders.