What Passes For Woman's Intuition Is More

Criticism Is The Art Of Appraising Others At One's Own Value.

All One Has To Do To Gather A Large Crowd In New York Is To Stand On The Curb A Few Minutes And Gaze Intently At The Sky.

Criticism Is The Windows And Chandeliers Of Art: It Illuminates The Enveloping Darkness In Which Art Might Otherwise Rest Only Vaguely Discernible, And Perhaps Altogether Unseen.

It Is Also Said Of Me That I Now And Then Contradict Myself. Yes, I Improve Wonderfully As Time Goes On.

Art Is The Sex Of The Imagination.