We accept it because we have seen the vision. We know that we cannot reap the harvest, but we hope that we may so well prepare the land and so diligently sow the seed that our successors may gather the ripened grain.
“Beautiful? It's all a question of luck. I was born with good legs. As for the rest... beautiful, no. Amusing, yes.”
“An art aims, above all, at producing something beautiful which affects not our feelings but the organ of pure contemplation, our imagination.”