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It Art Can Only Succeed Through The Cooperating Imagination And Intelligence Of Its Consumers, Who Fill Out, For Themselves, The Artist's World And Make It Round, And Whose Own Special Genius Partly Determine The Ultimate Glory Of It.

Works Of Art Are Meant To Be Lived With And Loved, And If We Try To Understand Them, We Should Try To Understand Them As We Try To Understand Anyone — In Order To Know Them Better, Not In Order To Know Something Else.

If There Were Genders To Genres, Fiction Would Be Unquestionably Feminine.

Of Course There Is Enough To Stir Our Wonder Anywhere; There's Enough To Love, Anywhere, If One Is Strong Enough, If One Is Diligent Enough, If One Is Perceptive, Patient, Kind Enough -- Whatever It Takes.

I Hate Ideologies Of All Kinds, So I Avoid Jargon. I've Done Enough Philosophy To Know That Some Specialized Terms Are Really Needed. I Don't Complain When Kant Does It. Or When Aristotle Introduces All Kinds Of New Words; He Needed Them. But These Other People [modern Philosophers] Are Just Obfuscating. It Just Makes Me Annoyed.