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Few are those who see with their own eyes and feel with their own hearts.

The heart of a fool is in his mouth, but the mouth of a wise man is in his heart.
How else but through a broken heart may Lord Christ enter in?
Their is a road from the eye to heart that does not go through the intellect.
The heart will break, but broken live on.
The heart that truly loves never forgets.
It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance.
Within your heart, keep one still, secret spot where dreams may go.
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.
It is a curious sensation: the sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace.
A heart in love with beauty never grows old.
The less you open your heart to others, the more your heart suffers.
Look at every path closely and deliberately, then ask ourselves this crucial question: Does this path have a heart? If it does, then the path is good. If it doesn't, it is of no use.
A good heart is better than all the heads in the world.
The object of art is to give life a shape. [Midsummer Nights Dream]
No man dies for what he knows to be true. Men die for what they want to be true, for what some terror in their hearts tells them is not true.
It isn't enough for your heart to break because everybody's heart is broken now.
The heart always sees before than the head can see.
We have art in order not to die of the truth.
Without tradition, art is a flock of sheep without a shepherd. Without innovation, it is a corpse.
Follow your heart, but be quiet for a while first. Ask questions, then feel the answer. Learn to trust your heart.
The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing: we know this in countless ways.
It is not the size of a man but the size of his heart that matters.
Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met -- or never parted -- we had never been broken-hearted.
Whether joy or sorrowful, the heart needs a double, because a joy shared is doubled and a pain that is shared is divided.
The surest way to hit a woman's heart is to take aim kneeling.
All paths are the same, leading nowhere. Therefore, pick a path with heart!
Art is only a means to life, to the life more abundant. It is not in itself the life more abundant. It merely points the way, something which is overlooked not only by the public, but very often by the artist himself. In becoming an end it defeats itself.
The final purpose of art is to intensify, even, if necessary, to exacerbate, the moral consciousness of people.
A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent upon arriving. A good artist lets his intuition lead him wherever it wants.
The essence of all art is to have pleasure in giving pleasure
What signify a few lives lost in a century or two? The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants. It is its natural manure.
Seek not good from without: seek it within yourselves, or you will never find it.
A Great man is he who does not lose his childlike heart.
A good head and a good heart are always a formidable combination.
I will greet this day with love in my heart. For this is the greatest secret of success in all ventures. Muscles can split a shield and even destroy life itself but only the unseen power of love can open the hearts of man. And until I master this act I will remain no more than a peddler in the marketplace. I will make love my greatest weapon and none on who I call can defend upon its force... my love will melt all hearts liken to the sun whose rays soften the coldest day.
The brain can be easy to buy, but the heart never comes to market.
Some people carry their heart in their head and some carry their head in their heart. The trick is to keep them apart yet working together.
An artist is somebody who produces things that people don't need to have.
What is Art? It is the response of man's creative soul to the call of the Real.
We all know that Art is not truth. Art is a lie that makes us realize truth, at least the truth that is given us to understand. The artist must know the manner whereby to convince others of the truthfulness of his lies.
Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
Art teaches nothing, except the significance of life.
The artist is the opposite of the politically minded individual, the opposite of the reformer, the opposite of the idealist. The artist does not tinker with the universe; he recreates it out of his own experience and understanding of life.
An artist is a creature driven by demons. He doesn't know why they choose him and he's usually too busy to wonder why.
The reward of art is not fame or success but intoxication: that is why so many bad artists are unable to give it up.
Artists to my mind are the real architects of change, and not the political legislators who implement change after the fact.
What is art but a way of seeing?
The art and science of asking questions is the source of all knowledge.
The primary distinction of the artist is that he must actively cultivate that state which most men, necessarily, must avoid: the state of being alone.
Art is permitted to survive only if it renounces the right to be different, and integrates itself into the omnipotent realm of the profane.
It is the cause, not the death that makes the martyr.
Great persecutors are recruited among martyrs whose heads haven't been cut off.
The way of the world is, to praise dead saints, and persecute living ones.
Let your heart guide you. It whispers, so listen closely.
To wear your heart on your sleeve isn't a very good plan; you should wear it inside, where it functions best.
It is not flesh and blood, but heart which makes us fathers and sons.
Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his heart, and that depends upon how much he has polished it. Whoever has polished it more sees more -- more unseen forms become manifest to him.
I think there is only one quality worse than hardness of heart and that is softness of head.
In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing.
My heart, which is so full to overflowing, has often been solaced and refreshed by music when sick and weary.
Where are you searching for me, friend? Look! Here am I right within you. Not in temple, nor in mosque, not in Kaaba nor Kailas, but here right within you am I.
His heart was as great as the world, but there was no room in it to hold the memory of a wrong.
All God wants of man is a peaceful heart.
I wear my heart on my sleeve.
What ever purifies the heart also fortifies it.
The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked; who can know it?
No great artist ever sees things as they really are, if he did he would cease to be an artist.
Art is a lie that makes us realize the truth.
Art raises its head where creeds relax.
Nature is a revelation of God; Art a revelation of man.
The finest works of art are precious, among other reasons, because they make it possible for us to know, if only imperfectly and for a little while, what it actually feels like to think subtly and feel nobly.
Art is long, life short, judgment difficult, opportunity transient.
I don't want life to imitate art. I want life to be art.
It is either easy or impossible.
Art is science made clear.
No one should drive a hard bargain with an artist.
Every great work of art has two faces, one toward its own time and one toward the future, toward eternity.
Artists are, above all, men who want to become inhuman.
Art is an experience, not the formulation of a problem.
YOU WILL ONLY BECOME WHAT YOU ARE BECOMING RIGHT NOW. Though you cannot go back and make a brand new start, my friend, anyone can start from now and make a brand new end.
No human beings more dangerous than those who have suffered for a belief: the great persecutors are recruited from the martyrs not quite beheaded. Far from diminishing the appetite for power, suffering exasperates it.
The martyr cannot be dishonored. Every lash inflicted is a tongue of fame; every prison a more illustrious abode.
I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion --I have shuddered at it. I shudder no more --I could be martyred for my religion --Love is my religion --I could die for that.
There are in every generation those who shrink from the ultimate sacrifice, but there are in every generation those who make it with joy and laughter and these are the salt of the generations.
Martyrdom covers a multitude of sins.
I would rather be ashes than dust. I would rather that my spark would burn out in a brilliant blaze than be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; no sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet to chase the glowing hours with flying feet.
Enjoyed it! One more drink and I'd have been under the host.
Don't waste time trying to break a man's heart; be satisfied if you can just manage to chip it in a brand new place.
The eyes see what the heart loves. If the heart loves God and is single in this devotion, then the eyes will see God whether others see Him or not.
Advice from a veteran trapeze performer: Throw your heart over the bars and your body will follow.
Love can heal a broken heart.
Nothing is less in our power than the heart, and far from commanding we are forced to obey it.
Faint hearts never win fair ladies.
Not the glittering weapon fights the fight, but rather the hero's heart.
Whether you call my heart affectionate, or you call it womanish: I confess, that to my misfortune, it is soft.
Charity is in the heart of man, and righteousness in the path of men. Pity the man who has lost his path and does not follow it and who has lost his heart and does not know how to recover it. When people's dogs and chicks are lost they go out and look for them and yet the people who have lost their hearts do not go out and look for them. The principle of self-cultivation consists in nothing but trying to look for the lost heart.
I do not know what the heart of a rascal may be, but I know what is in the heart of an honest man; it is horrible.
There must be hearts which know the depths of our being, and swear by us, even when the whole world forsakes us.
There never was any heart truly great and generous, that was not also tender and compassionate.
Great hearts steadily send forth the secret forces that incessantly draw great events.
It is a weakness that I lead from my heart, and not my head?
Men, as well as women, are much oftener led by their hearts than by their understandings.
The head learns new things, but the heart forever practices old experiences.
Two things are bad for the heart -- running up stairs and running down people.
I am an artist I am here to live out loud.
Bad artists always admire each other's work. They call it being large-minded and free from prejudice. But a truly great artist cannot conceive of life being shown, or beauty fashioned, under any conditions other than those he has selected.
Not everything has a name. Some things lead us into a realm beyond words.
Great art is never produced for its own sake. It is too difficult to be worth the effort.
O, had I but followed the arts!
Inside you there's an artist you don't know about. He's not interested in how things look different in moonlight.
Were I called on to define, very briefly, the term Art, I should call it the reproduction of what the Senses perceive in Nature through the veil of the soul. The mere imitation, however accurate, of what is in Nature, entitles no man to the sacred name of Artist.
If I spit, they will take my spit and frame it as great art.
The people who make art their business are mostly impostors.
Irresponsibility is part of the pleasure of all art; it is the part the schools cannot recognize.
A work of art is above all an adventure of the mind.
A picture is a poem without words.
Art is so wonderfully irrational, exuberantly pointless, but necessary all the same. Pointless and yet necessary, that's hard for a puritan to understand.
Personality is everything in art and poetry.
Art attracts us only by what it reveals of our most secret self.
One thing that makes art different from life is that in art things have a shape... it allows us to fix our emotions on events at the moment they occur, it permits a union of heart and mind and tongue and tear.
The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life. Since man is mortal, the only immortality possible for him is to leave something behind him that is immortal since it will always move. This is the artist's way of scribbling Kilroy was here on the wall of the final and irrevocable oblivion through which he must someday pass.
Art never improves, but the material of art is never quite the same.
The progress of an artist is a continual self-sacrifice, a continual extinction of personality.
Feminist art is not some tiny creek running off the great river of real art. It is not some crack in an otherwise flawless stone. It is, quite spectacularly I think, art which is not based on the subjugation of one half of the species. It is art which will take the great human themes --love, death, heroism, suffering, history itself --and render them fully human. It may also, though perhaps our imaginations are so mutilated now that we are incapable even of the ambition, introduce a new theme, one as great and as rich as those others --should we call it joy?
The arts are not just instantaneous pleasure -- if you don't like it, the artist is wrong. I belong to the generation which says if you don't like it, you don't understand and you ought to find out.
Artists who seek perfection in everything are those who cannot attain it in anything.
Any work that aspires, however humbly, to the condition of art should carry its justification in every line.
The dignity of the artist lies in his duty of keeping awake the sense of wonder in the world. In this long vigil he often has to vary his methods of stimulation; but in this long vigil he is also himself striving against a continual tendency to sleep.
Art, like morality, consists in drawing the line somewhere.
The creative artist seems to be almost the only kind of man that you could never meet on neutral ground. You can only meet him as an artist. He sees nothing objectively because his own ego is always in the foreground of every picture.
Artistic growth is, more than it is anything else, a refining of the sense of truthfulness. The stupid believe that to be truthful is easy; only the artist, the great artist, knows how difficult it is.
Fine art, that exists for itself alone, is art in a final state of impotence. If nobody, including the artist, acknowledges art as a means of knowing the world, then art is relegated to a kind of rumpus room of the mind and the irresponsibility of the artist and the irrelevance of art to actual living becomes part and parcel of the practice of art.
To write is to become disinterested. There is a certain renunciation in art.
Art is dangerous. It is one of the attractions: when it ceases to be dangerous you don't want it.
What is art but life upon the larger scale, the higher. When, graduating up in a spiral line of still expanding and ascending gyres, it pushes toward the intense significance of all things, hungry for the infinite?
The function of art is to make that understood which in the form of argument would be incomprehensible.
I can't tell you what art does and how it does it, but I know that often art has judged the judges, pleaded revenge to the innocent and shown to the future what the past suffered, so that it has never been forgotten. Art, when it functions like this, becomes a meeting-place of the invisible, the irreducible, the enduring, guts, and honor.
Art! Who comprehends her? With whom can one consult concerning this great goddess?
The more a man cultivates the arts the less he fornicates. A more and more apparent cleavage occurs between the spirit and the brute.
A frenzied passion for art is a canker that devours everything else.
Art distills sensations and embodies it with enhanced meaning.
The first mistake of Art is to assume that it's serious.
Art is a fruit that grows in man, like a fruit on a plant, or a child in its mother's womb.
This is what happens when you fall in love. You're looking at a natural disaster.
Things happen for a reason. Moods change from days to seasons, If anything instead of pleasing them, please yourself & just leave'em
Artillery adds dignity to what would otherwise be a vulgar brawl.
I am as content to die for God's eternal truth on the scaffold as in any other way.
Martyrs, my friend, have to choose between being forgotten, mocked or used. As for being understood -- never.
The people who have really made history are the martyrs.
Opposition may become sweet to a man when he has christened it persecution.
We are not here to triumph by fighting, by strata gem, or by resistance, not to fight with beasts as men. We have fought the beast and have conquered. We have only to conquer now, by suffering. This is the easier victory.
Martyrdom does not end something, it only a beginning.
The torments of martyrdom are probably most keenly felt by the bystanders.
Even if I died in the service of the nation, I would be proud of it. Every drop of my blood... will contribute to the growth of this nation and to make it strong and dynamic.
While I do not suggest that humanity will ever be able to dispense with its martyrs, I cannot avoid the suspicion that with a little more thought and a little less belief their number may be substantially reduced.
The difference between a man who faces death for the sake of an idea and an imitator who goes in search of martyrdom is that whilst the former expresses his idea most fully in death it is the strange feeling of bitterness which comes from failure that the latter really enjoys; the former rejoices in his victory, the latter in his suffering.
Play the man, Master Ridley; we shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.
It is more difficult, and it calls for higher energies of soul, to live a martyr than to die one.
The martyr sacrifices themselves entirely in vain. Or rather not in vain; for they make the selfish more selfish, the lazy more lazy, the narrow narrower.
I will soon be going out to shape all the singing tomorrows.
Martyrdom has always been a proof of the intensity, never of the correctness of a belief.
No manager ever won no ballgames.
If the wolf had ever come to our back door, he'd have had to bring a picnic lunch.
It is time for us all to stand and cheer for the doer, the achiever -- the one who recognizes the challenges and does something about it.
One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh, without either honor or observation.
The focus should be on the players. I'm here a long time. You can call me in the summer. Our seniors will be gone.
The powerful play goes on -- and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
Like other parties of the kind, it was first silent, then talky, then argumentative, then disputatious, then unintelligible, then altogether, then inarticulate, and then drunk. When we had reached the last step of this glorious ladder, it was difficult to get down again without stumbling.
Whether a party can have much success without a woman present I must ask others to decide, but one thing is certain, no party is any fun unless seasoned with folly.
At every party there are two kinds of people -- those who want to go home and those who don't. The trouble is, they are usually married to each other.
Drink, and dance and laugh and lie, love the reeling midnight through, for tomorrow we shall die! (But, alas, we never do.)
Whenever, at a party, I have been in the mood to study fools, I have always looked for a great beauty: they always gather round her like flies around a fruit stall.
By the time a partnership dissolves, it has dissolved.
I am for those who believe in loose delights, I share the midnight orgies of young men, I dance with the dancers and drink with the drinkers.
Balance is the enemy of art.
Man is always partial and is quite right to be. Even impartiality is partial.
Our impartiality is kept for abstract merit and demerit, which none of us ever saw.
What people call impartiality may simply mean indifference, and what people call partiality may simply mean mental activity.
Impartial. Unable to perceive any promise of personal advantage from espousing either side of a controversy.
If we keep an open mind, too much is likely to fall into it.
A broken heart is a very pleasant complaint for a man in London if he has a comfortable income.
Have thy heart in heaven and thy hands upon the earth. Ascend in piety and descend in charity. For this is the Nature of Light and the way of the children.
Doubt obscures the true vision of the heart.
Use your head and your heart, its not everything but its a start.
I like people and I like them to like me, but I wear my heart where God put it -- on the inside.
You cannot kindle a fire in any other heart until it is burning in your own.
I know the answer! The answer lies within the heart of all mankind! The answer is twelve? I think I'm in the wrong building.
What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted. [Henry Iv]
For the outer sense alone perceives visible things and the eye of the heart alone seeds the invisible.
If I keep a green bough in my heart, the singing bird will come.
No sheath shall hold what finds its home in flesh.
The heart is the best reflective thinker.
Wealth and want equally harden the human heart, like frost and fire both are alien to human flesh.
Why should I go into details, we have nothing that is not perishable except what our hearts and our intellects endows us with.
As the arteries grow hard, the heart grows soft.
In our own hearts, we mold the whole world's hereafters; and in our own hearts we fashion our own gods.
I am more afraid of my own heart than the Pope and all his cardinals. I have within me the great Pope, Self.
Thou art my glory and the exultation of y heart: thou art my hope and refuge in the day of my trouble.
If your heart were sincere and upright, every creature would be unto you a looking-glass of life and a book of holy doctrine.
In every veil you see, the Divine Beauty is concealed, making every heart a slave to him. In love to him the heart finds its life; in desire for him the soul finds its happiness. The heart which loves a fair one here, though it knows it not, is really his lover.
I have joined my heart to thee: all that exists are thou. O Lord, beloved of my heart, thou art the home of all; where indeed is the heart in which thou dost not dwell?
What of us lies in the hearts of others is our truest and deepest self.
If the heart wanders or is distracted, bring it back to the point quite gently and replace it tenderly in its Master's presence. And even if you did nothing during the whole of your hour but bring your heart back and place it again in Our Lord's presence, though it went away every time you brought it back, your hour would be very well employed.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
There is in every human heart Some not completely barren part, Where seeds of truth and love might grow, And flowers of generous virtue flow; To plant, to watch, to water there, This be our duty, be our care.
The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, while the heart of the fool is in the house of entertainment.
There is nothing enduring in life for a women except what she builds in a man's heart.
The earth is like a spaceship that didn't come with an operating manual.
There is in fact no such thing as art for art's sake, art that stands above classes, art that is detached from or independent of politics. Proletarian literature and art are part of the whole proletarian revolutionary cause.
Art for art's sake is a philosophy of the well-fed.
Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them.
It is not in life, but in art that self-fulfillment is to be found.
Is there not an art, a music, and a stream of words that shalt be life, the acknowledged voice of life?
The notion that the public accepts or rejects anything in modern art is merely romantic fiction. The game is completed and the trophies distributed long before the public knows what has happened.
This is the artist, then, life's hungry man, the glutton of eternity, beauty's miser, glory's slave.
The artist must conceive with warmth yet execute with coolness.
The moment you think you understand a great work of art, it's dead for you.
Art, like Nature, has her monsters, things of bestial shape and with hideous voices.
All art is quite useless.
Bad art is a great deal worse than no art at all.
Modern pictures are, no doubt, delightful to look at. At least, some of them are. But they are quite impossible to live with; they are too clever, too assertive, too intellectual. Their meaning is too obvious, and their method too clearly defined. One
In a very ugly and sensible age, the arts borrow, not from life, but from each other.
Art is the imposing of a pattern on experience, and our aesthetic enjoyment is recognition of the pattern.
Most works of art, like most wines, ought to be consumed in the district of their fabrication.
Art is the symbol of the two noblest human efforts: to construct and to refrain from destruction.
An artist must be a reactionary. He has to stand out against the tenor of the age and not go flopping along.
The art of creation is older than the art of killing.
Art imitates Nature in this; not to dare is to dwindle.
Contrary to popular belief an artist is never ahead of his time, but most people are far behind theirs.
It is not hard to understand modern art. If it hangs on a wall it's a painting, and if you can walk around it it's a sculpture.
Art the end result of perception, wisdom, intelligence, discipline, hard work, passion, luck, accident, and coincidence.
Great art is the contempt of a great man for small art.
Many bad artists will tell you that art is life. There's a subtle difference however. You can turn your back on art
Labor is the beginning, the middle, and the end of art.
Art is a private thing, the artist makes it for himself; a comprehensible work is the product of a journalist. We need works that are strong, straight, precise, and forever beyond understanding.
If that's art, I'm a Hottentot!
Art is parasitic on life, just as criticism is parasitic on art.
If the Revolution has the right to destroy bridges and art monuments whenever necessary, it will stop still less from laying its hand on any tendency in art which, no matter how great its achievement in form, threatens to disintegrate the revolutionary environment or to arouse the internal forces of the Revolution, that is, the proletariat, the peasantry and the intelligentsia, to a hostile opposition to one another. Our standard is, clearly, political, imperative and intolerant.
All great art, and today all great artlessness, must appear extreme to the mass of men, as we know them today. It springs from the anguish of great souls. From the souls of men not formed, but deformed in factories whose inspiration is pelf.
A primary function of art and thought is to liberate the individual from the tyranny of his culture in the environmental sense and to permit him to stand beyond it in an autonomy of perception and judgment.
To say that a work of art is good, but incomprehensible to the majority of men, is the same as saying of some kind of food that it is very good but that most people can't eat it.
Art -- the one achievement of Man which has made the long trip up from all fours seem well advised.
The contemporary thing in art and literature is the thing which doesn't make enough difference to the people of that generation so that they can accept it or reject it.
The vitality of a new movement in Art must be gauged by the fury it arouses.
Much of modern art is devoted to lowering the threshold of what is terrible. By getting us used to what, formerly, we could not bear to see or hear, because it was too shocking, painful, or embarrassing, art changes morals.
Art is the signature of civilizations.
All art is an imitation of nature.
The artist vocation is to send light into the human heart.
Nothing right can be accomplished in art without enthusiasm.
The artist is the child of his time; but woe to him if he is also its disciple, or even its favorite.
As noble Art has survived noble nature, so too she marches ahead of it, fashioning and awakening by her inspiration. Before Truth sends her triumphant light into the depths of the heart, imagination catches its rays, and the peaks of humanity will be glowing when humid night still lingers in the valleys.
The effort of art is to keep what is interesting in existence, to recreate it in the eternal.
Art is not a study of positive reality, it is the seeking for ideal truth.
No art can be noble which is incapable of expressing thought, and no art is capable of expressing thought which does not change.
I have seen, and heard, much of Cockney impudence before now; but never expected to hear a coxcomb ask two hundred guineas for flinging a pot of paint in the public's face.
What distinguishes a great artist from a weak one is first their sensibility and tenderness; second, their imagination, and third, their industry.
Not even the visionary or mystical experience ever lasts very long. It is for art to capture that experience, to offer it to, in the case of literature, its readers; to be, for a secular, materialist culture, some sort of replacement for what the love of god offers in the world of faith.
Only conservatives believe that subversion is still being carried on in the arts and that society is being shaken by it. Advanced art today is no longer a cause --it contains no moral imperative. There is no virtue in clinging to principles and standards, no vice in selling or in selling out.
I choose a block of marble and chop off whatever I don't need. [when asked how he managed to make his remarkable statues.]
What better way to prove that you understand a subject than to make money out of it?
Surely all art is the result of one's having been in danger, of having gone through an experience all the way to the end, where no one can go any further.
Art, whose honesty must work through artifice, cannot avoid cheating truth.
There is the falsely mystical view of art that assumes a kind of supernatural inspiration, a possession by universal forces unrelated to questions of power and privilege or the artist's relation to bread and blood. In this view, the channel of art can only become clogged and misdirected by the artist's concern with merely temporary and local disturbances. The song is higher than the struggle.
Art is too serious to be taken seriously.
He bores me. He ought to have stuck to his flying machine. [On Leonardo Da Vinci]
Art is a selective re-creation of reality according to an artist's metaphysical value-judgments. An artist recreates those aspects of reality which represent his fundamental view of man's nature.
The perfection of art is to conceal art.
A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left.
Good art however immoral is wholly a thing of virtue. Good art can NOT be immoral. By good art I mean art that bears true witness, I mean the art that is most precise.
But the one thing you should. not do is to suppose that when something is wrong with the arts, it is wrong with the arts ONLY.
Humanity is the rich effluvium, it is the waste and the manure and the soil, and from it grows the tree of the arts.
The hidden harmony is better than the obvious.
Through art we express our conception of what nature is not.
Often while reading a book one feels that the author would have preferred to paint rather than write; one can sense the pleasure he derives from describing a landscape or a person, as if he were painting what he is saying, because deep in his heart he would have preferred to use brushes and colors.
Wherever art appears, life disappears.
What distinguishes modern art from the art of other ages is criticism.
Art is a form of catharsis.
There is no true expertise in the humanities without knowing all of the humanities. Art is a vast, ancient interconnected web-work, a fabricated tradition. Over-concentration on any one point is a distortion.
Only an artist can interpret the meaning of life.
The artist belongs to their work, not the work to the artist.
Art is not merely an imitation of the reality of nature, but in truth a metaphysical supplement to the reality of nature, placed alongside thereof for its conquest.
To speak of morals in art is to speak of legislature in sex. Art is the sex of the imagination.
Art is the final cunning of the human soul which would rather do anything than face the gods.
If I didn't start painting, I would have raised chickens.
The public history of modern art is the story of conventional people not knowing what they are dealing with.
Art is man's expression of his joy in labor.
Caricature is rough truth.