Art is our chief means of breaking bread with the dead.

If it were not for the intellectual snobs who pay in solid cash—the tribute which philistinism owes to culture, the arts would perish with their starving practitioners. Let us thank heaven for hypocrisy.

We possess art lest we perish of the truth.

All art is a revolt against man’s fate.

Art imitates nature as well as it can, as a pupil follows his master; thus it is a sort of grandchild of God.