How Slow Life Is, How Violent Hope

My, How Beautiful Is War! Its Songs, Its Leisure!

I Hate Artists Who Are Not Of Their Time.

The New Painters Do Not Propose, Any More Than Did Their Predecessors, To Be Geometers. But It May Be Said That Geometry Is To The Plastic Arts What Grammar Is To The Art Of The Writer. Today, Scholars No Longer Limit Themselves To The Three Dimensions Of Euclid. The Painters Have Been Lead Quite Naturally, One Might Say By Intuition, To Preoccupy Themselves With The New Possibilities Of Spatial Measurement Which, In The Language Of The Modern Studios, Are Designated By The Term Fourth Dimension.

How Slow Life Is, How Violent Hope Is.

To Insist On Purity Is To Baptize Instinct, To Humanize Art, And To Deify Personality.