The Sky Is The Ultimate Art Gallery

Art And Power Will Go On As They Have Done,--will Make Day Out Of Night, Time Out Of Space, And Space Out Of Time.

Shakespeare Carries Us To Such A Lofty Strain Of Intelligent Activity, As To Suggest A Wealth Which Beggars His Own; And We Then Feel That The Splendid Works Which He Has Created, And Which In Other Hours We Extol As A Sort Of Self-existent Poetry, Take No Stronger Hold Of Real Nature Than The Shadow Of A Passing Traveller On The Rock. The Inspiration Which Uttered Itself In Hamlet And Lear Could Utter Things As Good From Day To Day, For Ever.

But Do Your Work, And I Shall Know You. Do Your Work, And You Shall Reinforce Yourself.

We Do Not Yet Possess Ourselves, And We Know At The Same Time That We Are Much More.

Tis Good-will Makes Intelligence.