When we speak of beauty, we're speaking of something we're more or less indifferent to.

When the mind withdraws into itself and dispenses with facts it makes only chaos.

Love, however, cannot be forbidden. The more that flame is covered up, the hotter it burns. Also love can always find a way. It was impossible that these two whose hearts were on fire should be kept apart. (Pyramus and Thisbe)

It was a Roman who said it was sweet to die for one's country. The Greeks never said it was sweet to die for anything. They had no vital lies.

A word is no light matter. Words have with truth been called fossil poetry, each, that is, a symbol of a creative thought.

There is no better indication of what the people of any period are like than the plays they go to see.

When we speak of beauty, we're speaking of something we're more or less indifferent to.