Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea.

Religion I have defined as "Another of those numerous failures resulting from an attempt to popularize art".

Science is unpoetic only to minds jaundiced with sentiment and romanticism . . . the great masters of the past boasted all they could of it and found it magical.

A real building is one on which the eye can light and stay lit.

The artist is the antenna of the race.

In our time, the curse is monetary illiteracy, just as inability to read plain print was the curse of earlier centuries.

USURY is the cancer of the world, which only the surgeon’s knife of Fascism can cut out of the life of the nations.