The anarchist painter is not the one who will create anarchist pictures, but the one who will fight with all his individuality against official conventions. ↗
Could that have been what happened to the human race - a willing perversity that set at naught all human values which had been so hardly won and structured in the light of reason for a span of more than a million years? ↗
Must faith be exactly that, the willingness and ability to believe in the face of a lack of evidence? If one could find the evidence, would then the faith be dead? ↗