The artist has a twofold relation to nature; he is at once her master and her slave.

A life without love, without the presence of the beloved, is nothing but a mere magic-lantern show. We draw out slide after slide, swiftly tiring of each, and pushing it back to make haste for the next.

Art is constitutive-the artist determines beauty. He does not take it over.

We cannot and must not get rid of nor deny our characteristics. But we can give them shape and direction.

There is nothing by which men display their character so much as in what they consider ridiculous... Fools and sensible men are equally innocuous. It is in the half fools and the half wise that the great danger lies.

All understanding begins in wonder!

The day is committed to error and floundering; success and achievement are matters of long range.