The purpose of life is to bring forth goodness. Now, in this life.

If goodness has causes, it is not goodness; if it has effects, a reward, it is not goodness either. So goodness is outside the chain of cause and effect.

It is not beauty that endears, it's love that makes us see beauty.

O Beauty, find thyself in love, not in the flattery of thy mirror.

I define nothing. Not beauty, not patriotism. I take each thing as it is, without prior rules about what it should be.

Art is the perpetual motion of illusion. The highest purpose of art is to inspire. What else can you do? What else can you do for anyone but to inspire them?