Obscenity which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life is a monster for which the corruption of society forever brings forth new food which it devours in secret.

The real sin against life is to abuse and destroy beauty even one's own even more one's own for that has been put in our care and we are responsible for its well-being.

Beauty is our weapon against nature by it we make objects giving them limit symmetry proportion. Beauty halts and freezes the melting flux of nature.

Regardless of what one's attitude towards prohibition may be temperance is something against which at a time of war no reasonable protest can be made.

Every man should follow the bent of his nature in art and letters always provided that he does not offend against the rules of morality and good taste.

Out with stereotypes feminism proclaims. But stereotypes are the west's stunning sexual personae the vehicles of art's assault against nature. The moment there is imagination there is myth.

It's art that pushes against psychological and social expectations that tries to transform decay into something generative that is replicative in a baroque way that isn't about progress and wants to - as Walt Whitman put it - 'contain multitudes.'

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

Perhaps it's good for one to suffer. Can an artist do anything if he's happy? Would he ever want to do anything? What is art after all but a protest against the horrible inclemency of life?

Be true to yourself help others make each day your masterpiece make friendship a fine art drink deeply from good books - especially the Bible build a shelter against a rainy day give thanks for your blessings and pray for guidance every day.