The history of an art is the history of masterwork, not of failures, or mediocrity.

If I could believe the Quakers banned music because church music is so damn bad, I should view them with approval.

Anyone who is too lazy to master the comparatively small glossary necessary to understand Chaucer deserves to be shut out from the reading of good books forever.

Use no superfluous word, no adjective, which does not reveal something.

I have tried to write Paradise Do not move Let the wind speak that is paradise. Let the Gods forgive what I have made Let those I love try to forgive what I have made.

Art is to be admired rather than explained. The jargon of these sculptors is beyond me. I do not precisely know why I admire a green granite, female, apparently pregnant monster with one eye going around a square corner.

Every great change is simple.