An art aims above all at producing something beautiful which affects not our feelings but the organ of pure contemplation our imagination.
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.
The real war will never get in the books.
Whatever satisfies the soul is truth.
Here or henceforward it is all the same to me I accept Time absolutely.
Two obsessions are the hallmarks of Nature's artistic style.
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not...
Praise the green earth. Chance has appointed her...
