Comfort Came In With The Middle Classes.

Genius Worship Is The Inevitable Sign Of An Uncreative Age.

Comfort Came In With The Middle Classes.

We All Agree Now - By 'we' I Mean Intelligent People Under Sixty - That A Work Of Art Is Like A Rose. A Rose Is Not Beautiful Because It Is Like Something Else. Neither Is A Work Of Art. Roses And Works Of Art Are Beautiful In Themselves.

I Will Try To Account For The Degree Of My Aesthetic Emotion. That, I Conceive, Is The Function Of The Critic.

It Would Follow That 'significant Form' Was Form Behind Which We Catch A Sense Of Ultimate Reality.