The work of art... is an instrument for tilling the human psyche, that it may continue to yield a harvest of vital beauty.
Herbert ReadIf the individual is a unit in a corporate mass, his life is not merely brutish and short, but dull and mechanical.
Herbert ReadOnly a people serving an apprenticeship to nature can be trusted with machines. Only such people will so contrive and control those machines that their products are an enhancement of biological needs, and not a denial of them.
Herbert Read