My work is, ... to bring before people's eyes the image of the thing my heart is filled with. - William Morris

Forgetfulness of grief I yet may gain; In some wise may come ending to my pain; It may be yet the Gods will have me glad! Yet, Love, I would that thee and pain I had!

"O," said he, "these children do not all come from the near houses, the woodland houses, but from the country-side generally. They often make up parties, and come to play in the woods for weeks together in summer-time, living in tents, as you see. We rather encourage them to it; they learn to do things for themselves, and get to notice the wild creatures; and, you see, the less they stew inside houses the better for them."

Vi è stato un tempo nel quale il mistero e la meraviglia dell'artigianato avevano un giusto riconoscimento nel mondo, un tempo nel quale l'immaginazione e la fantasia si mescolavano a tutti gli oggetti prodotti dall'uomo; e in questi giorni ogni artigiano era quel che oggi definiremmo un artista.