The hard soil and four months of snow make the inhabitants of the northern temperate zone wiser and abler than his fellow who enjoys the fixed smile of the tropics.

The populace drags down the gods to their own level.

What forests of laurel we bring, and the tears of mankind, to those who stood firm against the opinion of their contemporaries!

Perpetual modernism is the measure of merit in every work of art.

"Though many painters and sculptors talk glibly of "going in for photography," you will find that very few of them can ever make a picture by photography; they lack the science, technical knowledge, and above all the practice. Most people think they can play tennis, shoot, write novels, and photograph as well as any other person - until they try."

Our age is retrospective. It builds the sepulchres of the fathers. It writes biographies, histories and criticism.

We but half express ourselves, and are ashamed of that divine idea which each of us represents. It may be safely trusted as proportionate and of good issues, so it be faithfully imparted, but God will not have his work made manifest by cowards.