There is nothing, to me at least, in the least repulsive about material muck and mire. Nature is dirty; because Nature is dirt. When we were children we made mud pies; if we are artists in pottery we cook mud pies; if we were cherubs we might eat mud pies, for all I know. Indeed, now i come to think of it, we are mud pies ourselves, which perhaps explains it.

-February 11, 1911, Daily News