Life: 1878 - 1950
Birthday: 1878
Death: 1950
There is no mystery in a looking glass until someone looks into it. Then, though it remains the same glass, it presents a different face to each man who holds it in front of him. The same is true of a work of art. It has no proper existence as art until someone is reflected in it--and no two will ever be reflected in the same way. However much we all see in common in such a work, at the center we behold a fragment of our own soul, and the greater the art the greater the fragment.
source: Harold Clarke Goddard (1956). “The Meaning of Shakespeare”
topic: Art, Men, Glasses, Different Faces