... so in love the heart surrenders itself entirely to the one being that has known how to touch it. That being is not selected; it is recognised and obeyed.

The pride of the artisan in his art and its uses is pride in himself...It is in his skill and ability to make things as he wishes them to be that he rejoices.

The Universe, so far as we can observe it, is a wonderful and immense engine; its extent, its order, its beauty, its cruelty, makes it alike impressive.

Fashion is something barbarous, for it produces innovation without reason and imitation without benefit.

I like to walk about amidst the beautiful things that adorn the world.

To reform means to shatter one form and to create another; but the two sides of this act are not always equally intended nor equally successful.

The habit of looking for beauty in everything makes us notice the shortcomings of things, our sense, hungry for complete satisfaction, misses the perfection it demands.