Quotes
Quotes about Art
Thy gown? Why, ay--come, tailor, let us see't. O mercy, God, what masquing stuff is there? What's this, a sleeve? 'Tis like a demi-cannon. What, up and down carved like an apple tart? Here's snip and nip and cut and slish and slash, Like to a censer in a barber's shop. Why, what's a devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this?
Good taste is the first refuge of the non creative. It is the last ditch stand of the artist.
Good taste is the first refuge of the non-creative. It is the last-ditch stand of the artist.
Partial culture runs to the ornate; extreme culture to simplicity.
The income tax has made more liars out of the American people than golf has. Even when you make a tax form out on the level, you don't know when its through, if you are a crook or a martyr.
The art of taxation consists in so plucking the goose as to obtain the largest amount of feathers with the least possible amount of hissing.
Tea! thou soft, thou sober, sage, and venerable liquid, . . . thou female tongue-running, smile-smoothing, heart-opening, wind-tippling cordial, to whose glorious insipidity I owe the happiest moment of my life, let me fall prostrate.
Teaching is not a lost art, but the regard for it is a lost tradition.
But ask now the beasts, any they shall teach thee; and the fowls of the air, and they shall tell thee: Or speak to the earth, and it shall teach thee: and the fishes of the sea shall declare unto thee.
The twig is so easily bended I have banished the rule and the rod: I have taught them the goodness of knowledge, They have taught me the goodness of God; My heart is the dungeon of darkness, When I shut them for breaking a rule; My frown is sufficient correction; My love is the law of the school.
It is the supreme art of the teacher to awaken joy in creative expression and knowledge.
Knowledge exists to be imparted.
Teaching is not a lost art, but the regard for it is a lost tradition.
A high-school teacher, afer all, is a person deputized by the rest of us to explain to the young what sort of world they are living in, and to defend, if possible, the part their elders are playing in it.
What gem hath dropp'd, and sparkles o'er his chain? The tear most sacred, shed for other's pain, That starts at once--bright pure--from Pity's mine, Already polish'd by the hand divine!
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of Earth, overlaying our hard hearts.
Tears may be dried up, but the heart - never.
Fine art and pizza delivery: what we do falls neatly in between.
A tart temper never mellows with age; and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use.
But he turned, and said unto Peter, Get thee behind me, Satan: thou art an offence unto me: for thou savourest not the things that be of God, but those that be of men.
What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
The prudence of the best heads is often defeated by tenderness of the best hearts.
Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will. Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still.
Your bounty is beyond my speaking; But though my mouth be dumb, my heart shall thank you.
Men are like fine wine. They all start out like grapes, and it's our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something you'd like to have dinner with
