Every photograph is fake.
Religion, art, taste, and other delusions.
Art experts concern themselves with provenance because they have no other way to spot a fake.
Without gods, religions run amok.
A civilization that values chiefly what it can measure will produce expensive ugliness, as we observe.
Where nonsense is tolerated, difficulty is banished.
Not all religions proselytize, but all secular religions do.
We defeat ourselves not with scarcity but surfeit: too much food, too much data, too much leisure, and far, far too much art.
To become a popular artist, aim at the largest possible audience: children, and adults who prefer art for children.
The apotheosis of the artist comes when he arrogates to himself the right to bore you.
What has disappeared, with the decline of formal religion, is not religion but formality.