And the fifteenth century was an impassioned age, so ardent and serious in its pursuit of art that it consecrated everything with which art had to ad as a religious object.

Art comes to you proposing frankly to give nothing but the highest quality to your moments as they pass.

The various forms of intellectual activity which together make up the culture of an age, move for the most part from different starting-points, and by unconnected roads.

The Renaissance of the fifteenth century was, in many things, great rather by what it designed then by what it achieved.

All art constantly aspires towards the condition of music.

It is with this movement, with the passage and dissolution of impressions, images, sensations, that analysis leaves off—that continual vanishing away, that strange, perpetual weaving and unweaving of ourselves.