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These forums are being phased out. The new, improved Art History Forum is at classicalmusicforums.com.
The former post was deleted as it violated our user agreement, or it did not add to the "Classical Music & Art" conversation in a constructive manner.
The new Art History Forum may be found at http://classicalmusicforums.com/forumdisplay.php?f=55 .
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We prefer deep reflections on Philosophy, Shakespearean Sonnets, and tender musings along the lines of:
Mathematics, rightly viewed, possesses not only truth, but supreme beauty-a beauty cold and austere, like that of sculpture. -Bertand Russell, Mysicism and Logic, 1918
We shape our buildings-therafter they shape us. -Sir Winston Churchill
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If eyes were made for seeing, Then beauty is its own excuse for being. -Ralph Waldo Emerson
All The Best,
William Einstein Shakespeare :)
CXIII Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind; And that which governs me to go about Doth part his function and is partly blind, Seems seeing, but effectually is out; For it no form delivers to the heart Of bird, of flower, or shape which it doth latch: Of his quick objects hath the mind no part, Nor his own vision holds what it doth catch; For if it see the rud'st or gentlest sight, The most sweet favour or deformed'st creature, The mountain or the sea, the day or night: The crow, or dove, it shapes them to your feature. Incapable of more, replete with you, My most true mind thus maketh mine untrue. --William Shakespeare