Come to the edge He said. They said: 'We are afraid.' Come to the edge He said. They came. He pushed them, and they flew.
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Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony. The sublime idea men have of the universe would collapse with dizzying speed. The order which we find in nature, and which is only an effect of art, would at once vanish. Everything would break up in chaos. There would be no seasons, no civilization, no thought, no humanity; even life would give way, and the impotent void would reign everywhere.
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The plastic virtues: purity, unity, and truth, keep nature in subjection.
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I love men, not for what unites them, but for what divides them, and I want to know most of all what gnaws at their hearts.
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A structure becomes architectural, and not sculptural, when its elements no longer have their justification in nature.
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Artists are, above all, men who want to become inhuman.
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Come to the edgeHe said. They said We are afraid.Come to the edgeHe said. They came.He pushed them, andthey flew...
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To insist on purity is to baptize instinct, to humanize art, and to deify personality.
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Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony. The sublime idea men have of the universe would collapse with dizzy...
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