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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 beautiful things are corrupt without
being charming. This is fault. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful
things are the cultivated. For these there is hope. They are the elect to whom
beautiful things mean only Beauty. There is no such thing as a moral or an
immoral book. Books are well written. That is all.
The nineteenth-century dislike of Realism is the rage of Caliban seeing
his own face in a glass.
The nineteenth-century dislike of Romanticism is the rage of Caliban not
seeing his own face in a glass.
The moral life of man forms part of the subject matter of the artist, but the
morality of art consists in the perfect medium. No artist desires to prove
anything. Even things that are true can be proved.
No artist has ethical sympathies. An ethical sympathy in an artist is an
unpardonable mannerism of style.
No artist is ever morbid. The artist can express everything.
Thought and language are to the artist instruments of an art.
Vice and virtue are to the artist materials for an art.
From the point of view of form, the type of all the arts is the art of the
musician. From the point of view of feeling, the actor’s craft is the type.
All art is at once surface and symbol. Those who go beneath the surface
do so at their peril. Those who read the symbol do so at their peril.
It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors. Diversity of opinion
about a work of art shows that the work is new, complex, and vital.
When critics disagree the artist is in accord with himself. We can forgive
a man for making a useful thing is that one admires it intensely.
All art is quite useless.
5.4. Tune the Music in! What Was the First Musical Instrument?
There is a legend about it, but it is pure fancy. According to a Greek
myth, Pan invented the first musical instrument - the shepherd’s pipe. One day
he sighed through the reeds on a riverbank and heard his breath produce a
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