Come to the edge, He said. They said, We are afraid. Come to the edge, >>
Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monot >>
To insist on purity is to baptize instinct, to humanize art, and to de >>
The more a man cultivates the arts the less he fornicates. A more and >>
What is art but life upon the larger scale, the higher. When, graduati >>
But the one thing you should. not do is to suppose that when something >>
Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony. The sublime idea men have of the universe would collapse with dizzying speed. The order which we find in nature, and which is only an effect of art, would at once vanish. Everything would break up in chaos. There would be no seasons, no civilization, no thought, no humanity; even life would give way, and the impotent void would reign everywhere.