I believe in objective beauty, truth, goodness, and love; and that the constancy of their nature is due to their foundation in God.  Part of what binds us inescapably together as human is that every man intuitively apprehends them, and whether a man knows God or not he can still manifest the Divine through these abstracts, even while simultaneously denying their Origin.  The recurrent theme of classicism in art is a prime example of this simultaneous denial and assertion of the divine character.  In my experience, the anti-theistic inclination of classical humanistic thought, which is the mother of classicism in art, is often overwhelmed as much as I am by the sublime Beauty in paintings like Leighton’s Winding the Skein.  The fruitful end of appreciating culture comes in loving that which is found to manifest God, and understanding that which does not.