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This life, or all I will commit to of it, is honey, in a hive of connecting chambers of infinite perfection, in which each chamber contains a hive of connecting chambers of infinite perfection.

      15) Since no form is intrinsically superior to another, the artist may use any form, from an expression of words (written or spoken) to physical reality, equally. 
      16) If words are used, and they proceed from ideas about art, then they are art and not literature, numbers are not mathematics.

– Sol Lewitt