Pornography won’t be enough. Because it never is. Sooner or later, all niggers want to touch the real thing. All dogs want to smell and taste the true information. All artists want to make their...

If the boy who drawslets you look over his shoulder.If the poetsmilesand shows you her words.If the girl who sings for the shower only,hums a songin front of you.Know that you’re no longer a personbut...

You can steal someone’s Art,But not their Heart.You can immitate them,But you can never be like them.You can hurt them,But you cannot kill their will to love again.You can leave,But your space will always be...

I am the soul in limbo.

Evolution has no foresight. Complex machinery develops its own agendas. Brains — cheat. Feedback loops evolve to promote stable heartbeats and then stumble upon the temptation of rhythm and music. The rush evoked by fractal...

Draw the art you want to see, start the business you want to run, play the music you want to hear, write the books you want to read, build the products you want to use...

Not everybody has a talent for painting, or for the piano, or for dance. But we can write our way into the artist’s head and into his problems and solutions. Or we can go there...

Some people are born to make great art and others are born to appreciate it. … It is a kind of talent in itself, to be an audience, whether you are the spectator in the...

Language is a social art.

La fórmula de “esto no lo entiende el pueblo” siempre me ha indignado profundamente. ,Qué se quiere conseguir con ello? ,Quién se toma el derecho de hablar en nombre del pueblo, de verse a sí...

From now on I hope always to stay alert, to educate myself as best I can. But lacking this, in Future I will relaxedly turn back to my secret mind to see what it has...

The prerequisite of originality is the art of forgetting, at the proper moment, what we know.

Ideally a painter (and, generally, an artist) should not become conscious of his insights: without taking the detour through his conscious reflection, his progressive steps, mysterious even to himself, should enter so swiftly into the...

Every artist is a man who has freed himself from his family, his nation, his race. Every man who has shown the world the way to beauty, to true culture, has been a rebel, a...

The following Discourse [on art, by Sir Joshua Reynolds] is particularly Interesting to Blockheads as it endeavours to prove that There is No such thing as Inspiration & that any Man of a plain Understanding...

A storyteller who provided us with such a profusion of details would rapidly grow maddening. Unfortunately, life itself often subscribes to this mode of storytelling, wearing us out with repetition, misleading emphases and inconsequential plot...

Wonderful music like this was the worst hurt there could be. The whole world was the symphony, and there was not enough of her to listen.

Art is not about beauty, art is an expression.

Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.

Dance is the only art of which we ourselves are the stuff of which it is made.

Art is not like other culture because its success is not made by its audience. The public fill concert halls and cinemas every day, we read novels by the millions, and buy records by the...

Some centuries ago they had Raphael and Michael Angelo; now we have Mr. Paul Delaroche, and all because we are progressing.You brag of your Opera houses; ten Opera houses the size of yours could dance...

Like symbolism, decadence puts forth the idea that the function of literature is to evoke impressions and ‘correspondences’, rather than to realistically depict the world. … the decadent aestheticized decay and took pleasure in perversity....

At the dressing table, every woman has a chance to be an artist, and art, as Aristotle said, “completes what nature left unfinished.

They say pantomime’s a lost art. It’s never been a lost art and never will be, because it’s too natural to do.

Nothing more inelegant and ineffective than an art conceived in another art’s form.

Life is like butter – when things cool down it can be reshaped

Don’t be a critic. The critic is to art what the limp penis is to sex.

When I think of art I think of beauty. Beauty is the mystery of life. It is not in the eye it is in the mind. In our minds there is awareness of perfection.

Discovering Distilled Creativity”Amazing how sitting down to listen with no distractions – no tv, no devices, no radio – can enhance your life; the sigh of the wind the only ambient noise. Then, in that...

When you’ve found your inner artist, suddenly nothing is ever finished

Art is either revolution or plagiarism

In trying to be perfect, He perfected the art of anonymity, Became imperceptible And arrived nowhere from nowhere.

Dance is the divine art that empowers a lady to express her most sacred emotions through the majesty of movements.

The paintings of Francis Bacon to my eye are very beautiful. The paintings of Bosch or Goya are to my eye very beautiful. I’ve also stood in front of those same paintings with people who’ve...

Henry had written a novel because there was a hole in him that needed filling, a question that needed answering, a patch of canvas that needed painting—that blend of anxiety, curiosity and joy that is...

[Poetry] was a form of incantation, a means of welding the world inside his head to the one that surrounded him, words the fiery chain that bound it all together.

Film photography will always be superior to digital – because no matter how many lasers and instant buttons and HD pixels you’ve got, a human being can take a photograph with much more integrity and...

There’s a difference between the ‘art’ of writing and the ‘craft’ of writing. Art is subjective, its beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder, but craft is objective. There is a right way and...

They will come, not to paint the bay and the sea and the boots and the moors, but the warmth of the sun and the colour of the wind. A whole new concept. Such stimulation....

When a man devotes himself body and spirit to a single object, if he has training and aptitude, no matter how mediocre he may be in ordinary affairs, he will produce something so nearly akin...

In eleven or twelve years of writing, Mike, I can lay claim to at least this: I have never written beneath myself. I have never written anything that I didn’t want my name attached to....

No amount of skillful invention can replace the essential element of imagination.

Literature is painting, architecture, and music.

… because one day, maybe one day, if I learned how to write clear enough, sing loud enough, be strong enough, I could explain myself in a way that made sense and then maybe one...

It’s a pity one can’t imagine what one can’t compare to anything. Genius is an African who dreams up snow.

Catholic” art. The art he wants for himself is Art, with all its teeth.

The most vital things in the look of a landscape endure only for a moment. Work should be done from memory; memory of that vital moment.

A work of art is above all an adventure of the mind

Art is my life and my life is art.