Of all the pulpits from which human voice is ever sent forth, there is none from which it reaches so far as from the grave.
John RuskinNo good work whatever can be perfect, and the demand for perfection is always a sign of a misunderstanding of the ends of art.
John RuskinThere is no climate, no place, and scarcely an hour, in which nature does not exhibit color which no mortal effort can imitate or approach. For all our artificial pigments are, even when seen under the same circumstances, dead and lightless beside her living color; nature exhibits her hues under an intensity of sunlight which trebles their brilliancy.
John Ruskin