If a given combination of trees, mountains, water, and houses, say a landscape, is beautiful, it is not so by itself, but because of me, of my favor, of the idea or feeling I attach to it.

This industry [photography], by invading the territories of art, has become art's most mortal enemy.

Even if it were proven that God didn't exist, Religion would still be Saintly and Divine.

Being a useful man has always seemed to me to be something truly hideous.

Always be a poet, even in prose.

Evil is committed without effort, naturally, fatally; goodness is always the product of some art.

To be a great man and a saint to oneself, that's the only important thing.