Nobody of any real culture, for instance, ever talks nowadays about the beauty of sunset. Sunsets are quite old fashioned. To admire them is a distinct sign of provincialism of temperament. Upon the other hand they go on.

Modern pictures are, no doubt, delightful to look at. At least, some of them are. But they are quite impossible to live with; they are too clever, too assertive, too intellectual. Their meaning is too obvious, and their method too clearly defined. One

As for begging, it is safer to beg than to take, but it is finer to take than to beg

Schools should be the most beautiful place in every town and village-so beautiful that the punishment for undutiful children should be barred from going to school the following day.

In a very ugly and sensible age, the arts borrow, not from life, but from each other.

We live, I regret to say, in an age of Big Data hype.

When I like people immensely I never tell their names to anyone. It is like surrendering a part of them. I have grown to love secrecy.