Everything I’ve ever done, in the writing world, has been to expand articulation, rather than to close it.

At least I understood that writing was this: an impulse to share with other people a feeling or truth that I myself had. Not to preach to them, but to give it to them if...

The purpose of music as an art form, is to engage the audience.

Music resembles poetry, in eachAre nameless graces which no methods teach,And which a master hand alone can reach.

…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?

Life and art are nothing but associations of ideas and sorrows that nourish our illusory quest for the Holy Grail of human existence. It’s a mystery!

We all do things in a certain individual way, according to our temperaments. Every human act — no matter how large or how small— is a direct expression of a man’s personality, and bears the...

Artistry is the dance of color & form, whether visual, musical, or sparked in the imagination by the written word.

An observant friend will recognize the signs of the rise of grief: eyes that easily well with tears, a smile that is difficult to sustain, a tendency to withdraw. And ultimately, perhaps we each need...

Make your lives a masterpiece, you only get one canvas.

This is the essence of Rembrandt’s advice to Van Hoogstraten: The authentic craft develops naturally from one’s own experience. So, it seems reasonable to suggest that the search should not be for the lost secrets,...

Art is a relection of the mind and a vision of the heart.

Colour is a power which directly influences the soul.

What the mass media offers is not popular art, but entertainment which is intended to be consumed like food, forgotten, and replaced by a new dish.

One eye sees, the other feels.

Just as writing can become calligraphy when it’s creatively, skillfully, and consciously performed, so can all other activities become art. In this case, we are reflecting upon life itself as an artistic statement—the art of...

The financial value put on the job of the writer and the misconceptions around that make it extremely difficult to enter the profession.

True freedom only exists in art.The problem is you have to be incredibly good.No,I am putting it wrong:You don’t so much have to be outstanding,what you really need are connections,if you don’t want to be...

It’s a lost art in our society to help others to this extent. Our pilots use their own planes and fuel to serve those with certain (conditions).

Without art, the crudeness of reality would make the world unbearable.

Not marble nor the gilded monumentsOf princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme,But you shall shine more bright in these contentsThan unswept stone, besmeared with sluttish time.When wasteful war shall statues overturnAnd broils roots out the...

A hundred francs! Oh, dear me! It is worth millions of francs, my child. But my — dealer — here tells me that in fact a picture is worth only what someone will give for...

The object isn’t to make art, it’s to be in that wonderful state which makes art inevitable.

When there’s music in your soul, there’s soul in your music.

The end will be what it will be. The object is intense living, fulfillment; the great happiness in creation.

Why is joy not considered a fit subject for an artist?

Trying to live up to yourself is the most trying thing.

If somebody’s getting depressed in life, I would say, “Look at me’. I’ve got here believing in me. Sometimes, things do not go as you expected and you could feel as if you were ruining...

There were profound reasons for his attachment to the sea: he loved it because as a hardworking artist he needed rest, needed to escape from the demanding complexity of phenomena and lie hidden on the...

The flow. Yeah. Knowing you could step on the court and make it happen. You practiced, sure. But then, when you walked out there, you could just go. You could flow, that was it: you...

This is Art holding a Mirror up to Life. That’s why everything is exactly the wrong way around.

I’ve become like one of those people I hate, the sort who go to the museum and, instead of looking at the magnificent Brueghel, take a picture of it, reducing it from art to proof....

Story is the umbilical cord that connects us to the past, present, and future. Family. Story is a relationship between the teller and the listener, a responsibility. . . . Story is an affirmation of...

It is the form that allows a writer the greatest opportunity to explore human experience…For that reason, reading a novel is potentially a significant act. Because there are so many varieties of human experience, so...

…the second time you see something is really the first time. You need to know how it ends before you can appreciate how beautifully it’s put together from the beginning.

Art is the process of relationship. Through art we create and share ourselves.

The sky never falls with the rain. It is never weighed down by all that it carries. It takes all of its anchorsand turns them into stars. Learn from this.

Consider everything an experiment.

Strictly speaking, there are no holidays for art; art pursues you everywhere, and that’s just fine with the artist.

…The efficacy of psychedelics with regard to art has to do with their ability to render language weightless, as fluid and ephemeral as those famous “bubble letters” of the sixties. Psychedelics, I think, disconnect both...

They put spotlights on me standing there in the road in jeans and workclothes, with the big woeful rucksack a-back, and asked:-“Where are you going?” which is precisely what they asked me a year later...

I watched a bowl of fruit on the table remain motionless. Just another example of life imitating art.

My cat stood still like a furry statue. I wanted to go pet it, but I ended up petting a painting instead. Ah, but that’s life, no?

This is my logo for Ora

Vidite, umetnik, to je “sumnjivoo lice”, maskiran čovek u sumraku, putnik sa lažnim pasošem. Lice pod maskom je divno, njegov rang je mnogo viši nego što u pasošu piše, ali šta to mari? Ljudi ne...

Try to be someone upon whom nothing is lost!

Art, its completeness, its formedness, its finishedness, had no power to console. Words, on the other hand, were a lifeline.

Yang indah memang bisa menghibur selama-lamanya, membubuhkan luka selama-lamanya, meskipun puisi dan benda seni bisa lenyap. Ia seakan-akan roh yang hadir dan pergi ketika kata dilupakan dan benda jadi aus.Tapi apa arti roh tanpa tubuh...

…that out of the quarrel with others we produce rhetoric, matter for the editorial page, while out of the quarrel with ourselves we create art.

Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature’s monotony. The sublime idea men have of the universe would collapse with dizzying speed. The order which we find in nature, and which is only...