If all the statisticians in the world were laid head to toe, they wouldn't be able to reach a conclusion
You use a glass mirror to see your face; you use works of art to see your soul.
The real Brahms is nothing more than a sentimental voluptuary
Besides, do any of us understand what we are doing? If we did, would we ever do it?
Without art, the crudeness of reality would make the world unbearable.
The golden rule is that there are no golden rules.