Artists Are, Above All, Men Who Want

Geometry Is To The Plastic Arts What Grammar Is To The Art Of The Writer.

Without Poets, Without Artists, Men Would Soon Weary Of Nature's Monotony.

Without Artists, The Sublime Idea Men Have Of The Universe Would Collapse With Dizzying Speed.

Without Poets, Without Artists... Everything Would Fall Apart Into Chaos. There Would Be No More Seasons, No More Civilizations, No More Thought, No More Humanity, No More Life Even; And Impotent Darkness Would Reign Forever. Poets And Artists Together Determine The Features Of Their Age, And The Future Meekly Conforms To Their Edit.

Joy Came Always After Pain.