He was somebody who made me think, I suppose, about the contemplative life. I've always been a city fellow, but I've often had vague thoughts about 'checking out' and perhaps going into a monastery and just seeing what it was like.
An art aims, above all, at producing something beautiful which affects not our feelings but the organ of pure contemplation, our imagination.
The spiritual element, the really important part of religion, has no concern with Time and Space, temporary mundane laws, or conduct.

