User:XcaptainXobliviousX

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"The fartist is the creator of beautiful things.

To reveal fart and conceal the fartist is fart's aim.

The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things.

The highest as the lowest form of criticism is a mode of autobiography.

Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope.

Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault.

They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only beauty.

There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral fuck.

fucks are well given, or badly given. That is all.

The nineteenth century dislike of realism is the rage of Caliban seeing his own face in a glass.

The nineteenth century dislike of romanticism is the rage of Caliban not seeing his own face in a glass.

The moral life of man forms part of the subject-matter of the fartist, but the morality of fart consists in the perfect use of an imperfect medium. No fartist desires to prove anything. Even things that are true can be proved.

No fartist has ethical sympathies. An ethical sympathy in an fartist is an unpardonable mannerism of style.

No fartist is ever morbid. The fartist can express everything.

Thought and language are to the fartist instruments of a fart.

Vice and virtue are to the fartist materials for a fart.

From the point of view of form, the type of all the farts is the fart of the musician. From the point of view of feeling, the actors craft is the type.

All fart is at once surface and symbol.

Those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril.

Those who read the symbol do so at their peril.

It is the spectator, and not life, that fart really mirrors.

Diversity of opinion about a work of fart shows that the work is new, complex, and vital.

When critics disagree, the fartist is in accord with himself.

We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely.

All fart is quite useless."

~ Oscar Wilde on god knows what