Art is a human activity having for its purpose the transmission to others of the highest and best feelings to which men have risen.

Man by violating his own feelings becomes cruel. And how deeply seated in the human heart is the injunction not to take life.

Art is not a handicraft, it is the transmission of feeling the artist has experienced.

If only it be admitted that art may be unintelligible to any one of sound mind and yet be art, there is no reason why any circle of perverted people should not compose works tickling their own perverted feelings and comprehensible to no one but thems

Why must children die? I have reached the conclusion that the only purpose in the life of every man is to strengthen love within himself, and by strengthening it within himself, to infect other people with it

Is it really possible to tell someone else what one feels?