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.
Note: now reading ... the start of my "classics" stack.
Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming.
Note: or people lacking an iota of art in their blood.
There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written. That is all.
Note: true!
The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely. All art is quite useless.
Note: im only into the preface and im starting to think oscar wilde is now my fave author.