It Is The Mark Of Great Art

Detail Is The Heart Of Realism, And The Fatty Degeneration Of Art.

All Sensitive People Agree That There Is A Peculiar Emotion Provoked By Works Of Art.

Art And Relligion Are Not Professions: They Are Not Occupations For Which Men Can Be Paid. The Artist And The Saint Do What They Have To Do, Not To Make A Living, But In Obedience To Some Mysterious Necessity. They Do Not Product To Live - They Live To Produce.

Genius Worship Is The Inevitable Sign Of An Uncreative Age.

It Would Follow That 'significant Form' Was Form Behind Which We Catch A Sense Of Ultimate Reality.