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Sensibility... Is A Direct And Particular Reaction To The Separate And Individual Nature Of Things. It Begins And Ends With The Sensuous Apprehension Of Colour, Texture And Formal Relations; And If We Strive To Organize These Elements, It Is Not With The Idea Of Increasing The Knowledge Of The Mind, But Rather In Order To Intensify The Pleasure Of The Senses.

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Sensibility... Is A Direct And Particular Reaction To The Separate And Individual Nature Of Things. It Begins And Ends With The Sensuous Apprehension Of Colour, Texture And Formal Relations; And If We Strive To Organize These Elements, It Is Not With The Idea Of Increasing The Knowledge Of The Mind, But Rather In Order To Intensify The Pleasure Of The Senses.

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