No picture is made to endure nor to live with but it is made to sell and sell quickly with usura, sin against nature, is thy bread ever more of stale rags is thy bread dry as paper.

It is the business of the artist to make humanity aware of itself.

The man of understanding can no more sit quiet and resigned while his country lets its literature decay, and lets good writing meet with contempt, than a good doctor could sit quiet and contented while some ignorant child was infecting itself with tuberculosis under the impression that it was merely eating jam tarts.

Speak against unconscious oppression, Speak against the tyranny of the unimaginative, Speak against bonds.

A crowd pagan as ever imperial Rome was, eager, careless, with an animal vigour unlike that of any European crowd that I have ever looked at.

Humanity is the rich effluvium, it is the waste and the manure and the soil, and from it grows the tree of the arts.

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