The sum of human wisdom is not contained in any one language.

Poets who are not interested in music are, or become, bad poets.

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

If a man isn't willing to take some risk for his opinions, either his opinions are no good or he's no good.

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.

'Tis not need we know our every thought Or see the work shop where each mask is wrought Wherefrom we view the world of box and pit, Careless of wear, just so the mask shall fit And serve our jape's turn for a night or two.

I have always thought the suicide should bump off at least one swine before taking off for parts unknown.