Outside museums in noisy public squares people look at people. Inside museums we leave that realm and enter what might be called the group-mind getting quiet to look at art.

Art is permitted to survive only if it renounces the right to be different and integrates itself into the omnipotent realm of the profane.

Although born in a prosperous realm we did not believe that its boundaries should limit our knowledge and that the lore of the East should alone enlighten us.

Most poetry in the modern age has retreated to the private sphere turning its back on the political realm.

I have always felt that a woman has the right to treat the subject of her age with ambiguity until perhaps she passes into the realm of over ninety. Then it is better she be candid with herself and with the world.