Guided only by their feeling for symmetry, simplicity, and generality, and an indefinable sense of the fitness of things, creative mathematicians now, as in the past, are inspired by the art of mathematics rather than by any prospect of ultimate usefulness.

Technology, like art, is a soaring exercise of the human imagination.

A rose is the visible result of an infinitude of complicated goings on in the bosom of the earth and in the air above, and similarly a work of art is the product of strange activities in the human mind.

All sensitive people agree that there is a peculiar emotion provoked by works of art.

Art and Religion are, then, two roads by which men escape from circumstance to ecstasy. Between aesthetic and religious rapture there is a family alliance. Art and Religion are means to similar states of mind.

We have no other means of recognising a work of art than our feeling for it.

We all agree now - by "we" I mean intelligent people under sixty - that a work of art is like a rose. A rose is not beautiful because it is like something else. Neither is a work of art. Roses and works of art are beautiful in themselves.

There must be some one quality without which a work of art cannot exist; possessing which, in the least degree, no work is altogether worthless.

The forms of art are inexhaustible; but all lead by the same road of aesthetic emotion to the same world of aesthetic ecstasy.

It is the mark of great art that its appeal is universal and eternal.

When hospitality becomes an art it loses its very soul.

To array a man's will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.

The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.

What are you? What am I? Those are the questions that constantly persecute and torment me and perhaps also play some part in my art.

Art is creative for the sake of realization, not for amusement... for transfiguration, not for the sake of play.