Poets say science takes away from the beauty of the stars - mere globs of gas atoms. I, too, can see the stars on a desert night, and feel them. But do I see less or more?

We especially need imagination in science. It is not all mathematics, nor all logic, but it is somewhat beauty and poetry.

The architect should strive continually to simplify the ensemble of the rooms should then be carefully considered that comfort and utility may go hand in hand with beauty.

It is art that makes life, makes interest, makes importance... and I know of no substitute whatever for the force and beauty of its process.

It is dangerous for mortal beauty, or terrestrial virtue, to be examined by too strong a light. The torch of Truth shows much that we cannot, and all that we would not, see.