I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part of God. - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Why covet a knowledge of new facts? Day and night, house and garden, a few books, a few actions, serve us as well as would all trades and all spectacles. We are far from having exhausted the significance of the few symbols we use. We can come to use them yet with a terrible simplicity.

An institution is the lengthened shadow of one man

This love of beauty is Taste. Others have the same love in such excess, that, not content with admiring, they seek to embody it in new forms. The creation of beauty is art.