An art aims, above all, at producing something beautiful which affects not our feelings but the organ of pure contemplation, our imagination.
“I don't think because I hang out with enough black people, I'm gonna turn black. What kind of rationalization is that? I'm just friends with people that I like. I don't care what skin color you are.”
“Wise anger is like fire from a flint: there is great ado to get it out; and when it does come, it is out again immediately.”