Art (n.) differs from nature as making from acting, as work from effect.
Art (n.) is purposiveness without purpose.
Art (n.) is the only place we actually witness reason causing objects — so to call nature technical is to borrow a concept experience can never find there.
Art (n.) by right is only production through freedom; the bee's perfect cells are art only by analogy, and the art belongs to their creator.
Art (n.) is what we see in a piece of hewn wood found in a bog: its form owes itself to an end someone had in view.
Art (n.) is only what you cannot do the moment you know how: Camper described exactly how the best shoe is made, but doubtless could not make one.
Art (n.) of the agreeable kind aims at mere enjoyment — the dinner-party talk no one wants to be held to, and the banquet orchestra meant as pleasant noise that nobody listens to.
Art (n.) of the formative kind makes the thing itself speak in mimic language — fantasy's common habit of giving lifeless things a spirit to suit their form and using them as its mouthpiece.
Art (n.) is to the feeling of pleasure what nature is to cognition and morality to desire: the product of judgement's a priori principle of purposiveness.
Art (n.) for the common man lies not in Columbus's egg — 'there is no art in that, it is only science', you can do it if you know how — but in the tight-rope dancer's skill.