The voice of our age seems by no means favorable to art, at all events to that kind of art to which my inquiry is directed. The course of events has given a direction to the genius of the time that threatens to remove it continually further from the ideal of art. For art has to leave reality, it has to raise itself bodily above necessity and neediness; for art is the daughter of freedom, and it requires its prescriptions and rules to be furnished by the necessity of spirits and not by that of matter.

It is through beauty that we arrive at freedom.

Happy he who learns to bear what he cannot change.

The painter is, as to the execution of his work, a mechanic; but as to his conception and spirit and design he is hardly below even the poet.

The lemonade is weak, like your soul.

You have to go the rounds from individual to individual in order to gather the totality of the race.

Toil of science swells the wealth of art.