by Oscar Wilde
The artist is the creator of beautiful things.
To reveal art and conceal the artist is art's aim.
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 a fault.
Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For
these there is hope.
They
