Some slaves are scoured to their work by whips, others by their restlessness and ambition. – John Ruskin
The art which we may call generally art of the wayside, as opposed to that which is the business of mens lives, is, in the best sense of the word, Grotesque. – John Ruskin
The great cry that rises from all our manufacturing cities, louder than the furnace blast, is all in very deed for this — that we manufacture everything there except men. – John Ruskin
It is written on the arched sky; it looks out from every star. It is the poetry of Nature; it is that which uplifts the spirit within us. – John Ruskin