They did not know that without passion there is no virtue, and that the really passionate are the virtuous. Art has nothing to do directly with morality or immorality. There is an infinite difference between the nude and the naked, between the natural and the undressed. In the presence of the pure, unconscious nude, nothing can be more contemptible than those forms in which are the hints and suggestions of drapery, the pretence of exposure, and the failure to conceal. The old Greek statues, frankly, proudly nude, whose free and perfect limbs have never known the sacrilege of clothes, were and are as free from taint, as pure, as stainless, as the image of the morning star trembling in a drop of perfumed dew.
Morality is the harmony between act and circumstance.
It is the melody of conduct. A wonderful statue is the melody of proportion. A great picture is the melody of form and color. So a great and splendid life seems to have been without effort. There is in it no idea of obligation, no idea of responsibility or of duty.