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As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again.

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever.

Nothing in the world—indeed nothing even beyond the world—can possibly be conceived which could be called good without qualification except a good will.

I paint my own reality.

Tenet insanabile multos

It is a symbol of Irish art. The cracked lookingglass of a servant.

The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.

A portrait of the artist as a young man.

Whatsoever he [Shakespeare] penned, he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been ‘Would he had blotted a thousand’.

Whatsoever he [Shakespeare] penned, he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been ‘Would he had blotted a thousand’.

Donne, for not keeping of accent, deserved hanging … Shakespeare wanted art.

Donne, for not keeping of accent, deserved hanging … Shakespeare wanted art.

Soul of the Age!

How far thou didst our Lyly outshine,

In small proportions we just beauty see,

Reader, look

This figure that thou here seest put,

Such sweet neglect more taketh me,

Such sweet neglect more taketh me,

Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,

Still to be neat, still to be drest,

Of music Dr Johnson used to say that it was the only sensual pleasure without vice.

Love is the wisdom of the fool and the folly of the wise.

Dictionaries are like watches, the worst is better than none, and the best cannot be expected to go quite true.