There Is Nothing Ugly In

There Are Unknown Forces In Nature; When We Give Ourselves Wholly To Her, Without Reserve, She Lends Them To Us; She Shows Us These Forms, Which Our Watching Eyes Do Not See, Which Our Intelligence Does Not Understand Or Suspect.

In Art, Immorality Cannot Exist. Art Is Always Sacred.

In Short, Beauty Is Everywhere. It Is Not That She Is Lacking To Our Eye, But Our Eyes Which Fail To Perceive Her. Beauty Is Character And Expression. Well, There Is Nothing In Nature Which Has More Character Than The Human Body. In Its Strength And Its Grace It Evokes The Most Varied Images. One Moment It Resembles A Flower: The Bending Torso Is The Stalk; The Breasts, The Head, And The Splendor Of The Hair Answer To The Blossoming Of The Corolla. The Next Moment It Recalls The Pliant Creeper, Or The Proud And Upright Sapling.

Man's Naked Form Belongs To No Particular Moment In History; It Is Eternal, And Can Be Looked Upon With Joy By The People Of All Ages.

The Realities Of Nature Surpass Our Most Ambitious Dreams.