Beauty is something wonderful and strange that the artist fashions out of the chaos of the world in the torment of his soul.

The essence of the beautiful is unity in variety.

Of all these the richest in beauty is the beautiful life. That is the perfect work of art. ~Waddington

We are like people living in a country whose language they know so little that, with all manner of beautiful and profound things to say, they are condemned to the banalities of the conversation manual. Their brain is seething with ideas, and they can only tell you that the umbrella of the gardener's aunt is in the house.

We do not write as we want, but as we can.