No good work whatever can be perfect, and the demand for perfection is always a sign of a misunderstanding of the ends of art. - John Ruskin

How false is the conception, how frantic the pursuit, of that treacherous phantom which men call Liberty.

I have a dog of Blenheim birth,
With fine long ears and full of mirth;
And sometimes, running o'er the plain,
He tumbles on his nose:
But quickly jumping up again,
Like lightning on he goes!

The entire object of true education is to make people not merely do the right things, but enjoy the right things — not merely industrious, but to love industry — not merely learned, but to love knowledge — not merely pure, but to love purity — not merely just, but to hunger and thirst after justice.