Free men must live simple lives and have simple pleasures.
I do not want art for a few any more than education for a few, or freedom for a few.
I pondered all these things, and how men fight and lose the battle, and the thing that they fought for comes about in spite of their defeat, and when it comes turns out not to be what they meant, and other men have to fight for what they meant under another name.
There is no excuse for doing anything which is not strikingly beautiful.
Art made by the people for the people, as a joy to the maker and the user.
As to the garden, it seems to me its chief fruit is-blackbirds.