An Artist's Business Is Only To See.

The Photograph Is A Coarse Fraud, And Seems To Delight Only In Taking The Whole Beauty Out Of The Picture.

The Indian Summer Of Life Should Be A Little Sunny And A Little Sad, Like The Season, And Infinite In Wealth And Depth Of Tone, But Never Hustled.

Against Them Make Ready Your Strength To The Utmost Of Your Power, Including Steeds Of War, To Strike Terror Into (the Hearts Of) The Enemies, Of Allah And Your Enemies, And Others Besides, Whom Ye May Not Know, But Whom Allah Doth Know

[regarding Us Conquest Of The Philippines] I Turn Green In Bed At Midnight If I Think Of The Horror Of A Year's Warfare In The Philippines ... We Must Slaughter A Million Or Two Foolish Malays In Order To Give Them The Comforts Of Flannel Petticoats And Electric Railways.

Of All Studies, The One He Would Rather Have Avoided Was That Of His Own Mind. He Knew No Tragedy So Heartrending As Introspection.