The Study Of Beauty Is

There Is No Such Thing As A Long Piece Of Work, Except One That You Dare Not Start.

Nature Is A Temple In Which Living Columns Sometimes Emit Confused Words. Man Approaches It Through Forests Of Symbols, Which Observe Him With Familiar Glances.

Man Loves Man So Much That When He Flees The City, It Is Still To Seek The Crowd, That Is, To Rebuild The City In The Country.

Drowsing, They Take The Noble Attitude Of A Great Sphinx, Who, In A Desert Land, Sleeps Always, Dreaming Dreams That Have No End.

The Study Of Beauty Is A Duel In Which The Artist Cries Out In Terror Before He Is Defeated.