A work of art is the unique result of a unique temperament. Its beauty comes from the fact that the author is what he is. It has nothing to do with the fact that other people want what they want. Indeed, the moment that an artist takes notice of what other people want, and tries to supply the demand, he ceases to be an artist, and becomes a dull or an amusing craftsman, an honest or dishonest tradesman. He has no further claim to be considered as an artist.
- Oscar Wilde, "The Soul of Man Under Socialism"
I wish some people could understand this...
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yes, I have to agree with you. I believe Mr.Nonsense came to stay
2007-10-27 @ 16:50