I hate that aesthetic game of the eye and the mind, played by these connoisseurs, these mandarins who 'appreciate' beauty. What is beauty, anyway Theres no such thing. I never 'appreciate,' any more than I 'like.' I love it or I hate.
I hate that aesthetic game of the eye and the mind, played by these connoisseurs, these mandarins who 'appreciate' beauty. What is beauty, anyway Theres no such thing. I never 'appreciate,' any more than I 'like.' I love it or I hate.
To make oneself hated is more difficult than to make oneself loved.
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