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“In Italy for thirty years under the Borgias they had warfare, terror, murder and bloodshed but they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci and the Renaissance. In Switzerland, they had brotherly love; they had five hundred years of democracy and peace and what did they produce? The cuckoo clock.” – Orson Welles
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Instead of so knowing Christ that they have Him in them saving them, they lie wasting themselves in soul-sickening self-examination as to whether they are believers, whether they are really trusting in the Atonement, whether they are truly sorry for their sins — the way to madness of the brain and despair of the heart… [...]

I have never been anywhere but sick. In a sense sickness is a place more instructive than a long trip to Europe, and it’s always a place where there is no company, where nobody can follow. Sickness before death is a very appropriate thing and I think those who don’t have it miss one of [...]

[Spend your time] looking for yourself and you will find, in the end, only loneliness, despair, rage, ruin and decay. But look for Christ and you will find him, and with him everything else thrown in.

The artist is the creator of beautiful things. To reveal art and conceal the artist is art’s aim. The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things. The highest, as the lowest, form of criticism is a mode of autobiography.
Those who find ugly meanings in [...]