Quotes
Quotes about Art
Oh! to be wafted away From this black Aceldama of sorrow, Where the dust of an earthy to-day Makes the earth of a dusty to-morrow.
My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
The tongue is the vile slave's vilest part. [Lat., Lingua mali pars pessima servi.]
I cannot, nor I will not hold me still; My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will.
All swol'n with chafing, down Adonis sits, Banning his boist'rous and unruly beast; And now the happy season once more fits That lovesick Love by pleading may be blest; For lovers say the heart hath treble wrong When it is barred the aidance of the tongue.
Intelligence is the faculty of making artificial objects, especially tools to make tools.
What an enormous magnifier is tradition! How a thing grows in the human memory and in the human imagination, when love, worship, and all that lies in the human heart, is there to encourage it.
While we have the gift of life, it seems to me the only tragedy is to allow part of us to dieâwhether it is our spirit, our creativity or our glorious uniqueness
We participate in tragedy. At comedy we only look.
It often happens that the real tragedies of life occur in such an inartistic manner that they hurt us by their crude violence, their absolute incoherence, their absurd want of meaning, their entire lack of style.
There are two tragedies in life: one is to lose your heart's desire, the other is to gain it.
I had always loved beautiful and artistic things, though before leaving America I had had a very little chance of seeing any.
Journeys, like artists, are born and not made. A thousand differing circumstances contribute to them, few of them willed or determined by the will --whatever we may think.
The man who goes out alone can start today; but he who travels with another must wait till that other is ready.
Never a ship sails out of bay but carries my heart as a stowaway.
For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move.
Travel, in the younger sort, is a part of education; in the elder, a part of experience. He that travelleth into a country before he hath some entrance into the language, goeth to school, and not to travel.
Go far--too far you cannot, still the farther The more experience finds you: And go sparing;-- One meal a week will serve you, and one suit, Through all your travels; for you'll find it certain, The poorer and the baser you appear, The more you look through still.
I depart, Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
O that a soldier so glorious, ever victorious in fight, Passed from a daylight of honor into the terrible night; Fell as the mighty archangel, ere the earth glowed in space, fell-- Fell from the patriot's heaven down to the loyalist's hell!
And then I stole all courtesy from heaven, And dressed myself in such humility That I did pluck allegiance from men's hearts, Loud shouts and salutations from their mouths Even in the presence of the crowned king.
Thou art a traitor. Off with his head! Now by Saint Paul I swear I will not dine until I see the same.
If the clouds be full of rain, they empty themselves upon the earth: and if the tree fall toward the south, or toward the north, in the place where the tree falleth, there it shall be.
Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs No school of long experience, that the world Is full of guilt and misery, and hast seen Enough of all its sorrows, crimes and cares, To tire thee of it, enter this wild wood And view the haunts of Nature. The calm shade Shall bring a kindred calm, and the sweet breeze That makes the green leaves dance, shall waft a balm To thy sick heart.
The child of trial, to mortality And all its changeful influences given; On the green earth decreed to move and die, And yet by such a fate prepared for heaven.
