An Artist's Business Is Only To See.

[regarding Us Conquest Of The Philippines] I Turn Green In Bed At Midnight If I Think Of The Horror Of A Year's Warfare In The Philippines ... We Must Slaughter A Million Or Two Foolish Malays In Order To Give Them The Comforts Of Flannel Petticoats And Electric Railways.

What A Vast Fraternity It Is,--that Of 'hearts That Ache.' For The Last Three Months It Has Seemed To Me As Though All Society Were Coming To Me, To Drop Its Mask For A Moment And Initiate Me Into The Mystery. How We Do Suffer! And We Go On Laughing; For, As A Practical Joke At Our Expense, Life Is A Success.

An American Virgin Would Never Dare Command; An American Venus Would Never Dare Exist.

An Artist's Business Is Only To See.

Man Loves Most That Which Is His Own.