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Mathematics, rightly viewed, possesses not only truth, but supreme beauty—a beauty cold and austere, like that of sculpture.

Remember that the most beautiful things in the world are the most useless; peacocks and lilies for instance.

Fine art is that in which the hand, the head, and the heart of man go together.

All books are divisible into two classes, the books of the hour, and the books of all time.

To see clearly is poetry, prophecy, and religion—all in one.

All violent feelings … produce in us a falseness in all our impressions of external things, which I would generally characterize as the ‘Pathetic Fallacy’.

Life without industry is guilt, and industry without art is brutality.

No person who is not a great sculptor or painter can be an architect. If he is not a sculptor or painter, he can only be a builder.

I have seen, and heard, much of Cockney impudence before now; but never expected to hear a coxcomb ask two hundred guineas for flinging a pot of paint in the public’s face.

One of the things a writer is for is to say the unsayable, speak the unspeakable and ask difficult questions.

One of our defects as a nation is a tendency to use what have been called ‘weasel words’. When a weasel sucks eggs the meat is sucked out of the egg. If you use a ‘weasel word’ after another, there is nothing left of the other.

Books can not be killed by fire. People die, but books never die. No man and no force can abolish memory … In this war, we know, books are weapons. And it is a part of your dedication always to make them weapons for man’s freedom.

Quand vous serez bien vieille, au soir, à la chandelle,

Ce qui n’est pas clair n’est pas français.

A noir, E blanc, I rouge, U vert, O bleu: voyelles,

A noir, E blanc, I rouge, U vert, O bleu: voyelles,

… Je me suis baigné dans le Poème

Our Republic and its press will rise or fall together.

Poetry must be as well written as prose.

Literature is news that STAYS news.

Music begins to atrophy when it departs too far from the dance; that poetry begins to atrophy when it gets too far from music.

Music begins to atrophy when it departs too far from the dance; that poetry begins to atrophy when it gets too far from music.

The age demanded an image

For three years, out of key with his time,