Believe me, I grow daily more convinced that the atmosphere is an inexhaustible source of countless beauties. It is up to we artists to learn, hour by hour, to penetrate itto understand about Distance, to know the Air and space, which is never still, but always vibrating and wiggling. The tiniest oscillation is, in itself, a motive for art - it is a new beauty: fluttering, creaking, disjointed, and buoyant.
Mario de Sa-Carneiro
Look what thy soul holds dear, imagine itTo lie that way thou goest, not whence thou com'st.Suppose the singing birds musicians,The grass whereon thou tread'st the presence strewed,The flowers fair ladies, and thy steps no moreThan a delight measure or a dance;For gnarling sorrow hath less power to biteThe man that mocks at it and sets it light.
The poet presents the imagination with images from life and human characters and situations, sets them all in motion and leaves itto the beholder to let these images take his thoughts as far as his mental powers will permit. This is why he is able to engage men of the most differing capabilities, indeed fools and sages together. The philosopher, on the other hand, presents not life itself but the finished thoughts which he has abstracted from it and then demands that the reader should think precisely as, and precisely as far as, he himself thinks. That is why his public is so small.