There Is No Dignity Like The Dignity

Great Art Is The Expression Of A Solution Of The Conflict Between The Demands Of The World Without And That Within.

There Is A Field Where All Wonderful Perfections Of Microscope And Telescope Fail, All Exquisite Niceties Of Weights And Measures, As Well As That Which Is Behind Them, The Keen And Driving Power Of The Mind. No Facts However Indubitably Detected, No Effort Of Reason However Magnificently Maintained, Can Prove That Bach's Music Is Beautiful.

No Facts, However Indubitably Detected, No Effort Of Reason, However Magnificently Maintained, Can Prove That Bach's Music Is Beautiful.

Old Ideas Are Continually Being Slain By New Facts. There Is Nothing Stable In The Conclusions Of The Mind, And It Is Impossible That There Ever Should Be Unless We Hold That The Universe Is Made To The Measure Of The Human Mind, An Assumption For Which Nothing In The Past Gives Any Warrant.

Poetry And Preaching Do Not Go Well Together; When The Preacher Mounts The Pulpit The Poet Usually Goes Away.