Our human need for beauty is not something that we could lack and still be fulfilled as people. It is a need arising from our moral nature. We can wander through this world, alienated, resentful, full of suspicion and distrust. Or we can find our home here, coming to rest in harmony with others and with ourselves. And the experience of beauty guides us along this second path: it tells us that we are at home in the world, that the world is already ordered in our perceptions as a place fit for the lives of beings like us. This is what we see in Corot's landscapes, Cezanne's apples, or Van Gogh's unlaced boots.
-Roger Scruton, Confessions Of a Heretic
|Vincent Van Gogh Boots, 1886 Oil on canvas|