When I have painted her and really done justice to that matchless loveliness as I see it, I shall feel all right.

At present I have only painted her from memory; but she is to sit to me in October." "From memory ?" questioned Jane.
"Yes, I paint a great deal from memory.

Give me one look of a certain kind at a face, let me see it at a moment which lets one penetrate beneath the surface, and I can paint that face from memory weeks after.
Lots of my best studies have been done that way.

Ah, the delight of it! Beauty--the worship of beauty is to me a religion." "Rather a godless form of religion," suggested Jane.
"Ah no," said Garth reverently.

"All true beauty comes from God, and leads back to God.