Art is an end in itself; its values are intrinsic.

The impulse of the journalist is to be novel, yet to relate his curiosities to the urgencies of the moment; the philosopher seeks what he conceives to be true, regardless of the moment.

Art is the reordering of nature - the qualities of space and time - in new perceptual and material form.

But in action, one defies one's character.

... Art is a soaring exercise of the human imagination.

Art is an end in itself; its values are intrinsic.

The intellectual takes as a starting point his self and relates the world to his own sensibilities; the scientist accepts an existing field of knowledge and seeks to map out the unexplored terrain.