If a chap can't compose an epic poem while he's weaving tapestry, he had better shut up, he'll never do any good at all. - William Morris

Niente può essere un'opera artistica se non è anche utile, vale a dire se non assiste un corpo saldamente controllato dalla mente, o se non diverte, ristora ed eleva una mente in buona salute.

...I do not want art for a few; any more than education for a few; or freedom for a few...

Meanwhile the dragon, seeing him clean gone, Followed him not, but crying horribly, Caught up within her jaws a block of stone And ground it into powder, then turned she, With cries that folk could hear far out at sea, And reached the treasure set apart of old, To brood above the hidden heaps of gold.