Beauty is composed of an eternal invariable element whose quantity is extremely difficult to determine and a relative element which might be either by turns or all at once period fashion moral passion.

The human face is the organic seat of beauty. It is the register of value in development a record of Experience whose legitimate office is to perfect the life a legible language to those who will study it of the majestic mistress the soul.

Liturgy is like a strong tree whose beauty is derived from the continuous renewal of its leaves but whose strength comes from the old trunk with solid roots in the ground.

Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works.

San Francisco is a mad city - inhabited for the most part by perfectly insane people whose women are of a remarkable beauty.

A woman whose smile is open and whose expression is glad has a kind of beauty no matter what she wears.

I did this Super-8 film at art school called 'Tissues ' this black comedy about a family whose father has been arrested for child molestation. I was absolutely thrilled by every inch of it and would throw my projector in the back of my car and show it to anybody who would watch it.

An art whose medium is language will always show a high degree of critical creativeness for speech is itself a critique of life: it names it characterizes it passes judgment in that it creates.

A great city whose image dwells in the memory of man is the type of some great idea. Rome represents conquest Faith hovers over the towers of Jerusalem and Athens embodies the pre-eminent quality of the antique world Art.

A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover through the detours of art those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.

It was amazing that a play that seems dated in this world... A man whose best friend is a six-foot white rabbit... But it caught on especially with young people - they surprised me most of all.

I had a friend whose family had dinner together. The mother would tuck you in at night and make breakfast in the morning. They even had a spare bike for a friend. It just seemed so amazing to me.