Which of us has not been stunned by the beauty of an animal's skin or its flexibility in motion?

When we think we don't like art it is because it is artificial art.

Beauty is everlasting and dust is for a time.

The cynics in life are the people who are always trying to do things for people who don't want things done for them.

Only imagination that towers can reproduce evanescence and render rigidity flexible.

It is human nature to stand in the middle of a thing.

Men are monopolists of "stars, garters, buttons and other shining baubles"- unfit to be the guardians of another person's happiness.

There is no pleasure subtler than the sensation of being a good workman; and in work there is the sense of consanguinity-unconscious as a rule but sometimes conscious.

Writing is an undertaking for the modest.

Beauty is everlasting and dust is for a time.