What is sacred among one people may be ridiculous in another and what is despised or rejected by one cultural group may in a different environment become the cornerstone for a great edifice of strange grandeur and beauty.
Solitude gives birth to the original in us to beauty unfamiliar and perilous – to poetry. But also it gives birth to the opposite: to the perverse the illicit the absurd.
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Art is beauty the perpetual invention of detail the choice of words the exquisite care of execution.
