"There isn't any idea."
"Oh, yes, there must be. The directors would never get together an acre of these atrocities unless there was some excuse."
"It's low and degenerate. It's a school of hideousness. Come away!"
"You go sit in another room if you like. I am going to give these fellows a fair chance. Maybe they've got hold of something new."
"There is nothing new about that awful woman with a decayed face. She has been dead for weeks."
"Just put your emotions away, Bambi, and train your mind on this thing. Here is a whole school of men, working in a new medium, along new ideas. They can't all be crazy, you know."
"You like it?"
"Of course I don't like it, but it interests me. I haven't read or heard anything about it, so it is a shock."
"You shall not make for yourselves false images," she said, shaking her head.
"Maybe these maniacs are trying to break up the conventions of Painting and Sculpture. They want more freedom."