Quotes About Criticism

He only profits from praise who values criticism.

You'll be someone's favourite, and someone else is going to hate you, aren't they? I know that I can't please everyone, but what I can do is be myself and be true to my values.

Not everyone who criticizes elites is a populist. In addition to being antielitist, populists are antipluralist. They claim that they and they alone represent the people. All other political competitors are essentially illegitimate, and anyone who does not support them is not properly part of the people. When in opposition, populists will necessarily insist that elites are immoral, whereas the people are a moral, homogeneous entity whose will cannot err.

Taistolaiset taiteilijat olivat - ja ovat - tekopyhiä tuulenhaistelijoita, pompöösejä aaseja. Onko se niin vaikeata sanoa ääneen?

About ten degrees upslope of Fiction, I could see our nearest neighbor: Artistic Criticism. It was an exceptionally beautiful island, yet deeply troubled, confused and suffused with a blanketing layer of almost impenetrable bullshit.

Al Mahara is to good taste what Adolf Hitler was to world peace.

Desert is simply that: an ecstatic critique of culture, an ecstatic form of disappearance.

Gombrowicz, Nabokov, Svevo, Schnitzler, Canetti. How is it that the greatest are, in their varying degrees, violently hostile to psychoanalysis? And, ultimately, towards the end of his life, Freud himself ?

God scoffs at (smiles at) those he sees denouncing the evils of which they are the cause.

if you approach this society with the nuances of moral, aesthetic, or critical judgment , you will miss its originality, which comes from its defying judgment ...

Statues to great men are made of the stones thrown at them in their lifetime.

Listen very carefully to the first criticisms of your work. Note just what it is about your work that the reviewers don't like; it may be the only thing in your work that is original and worthwhile.

Ce qui caractérise notre époque, c'est la crainte d'avoir l'air bête en décernant une louange, et la certitude d'avoir l'air intelligent en décernant un blâme. »

Listen carefully to first criticisms of your work. Note just what it is about your work that the critics don't like—then cultivate it. That's the part of your work that's individual and worth keeping.

Eu nu am nici o opinie ÅŸi nu aparÅ£in nici unui mediu.Eu m? adresez todeauna celor care se str?duiesc cu disperare s? fie liberi ÅŸi care probabil,ca ÅŸi mine,aÅŸteapt? s? fie loviÅ£i din toate p?rÅ£ile,ÅŸi asta în asemenea m?sur? încât,atunci când li se fac complimente,se întreab? dac? nu s-au f?cut vinovaÅ£i de vreo greÅŸeal?.

Pay no attention to what the critics say; no statue has ever been erected to a critic.

Of course, people will laugh at you, but people laugh at a great many things so there is no need to take it personally.

Of course people will laugh at you, but people laugh at a great many things, so there's no need to take it personally.

There is, I feel, an age at which the individual man would want to stop: you wi l seek the age at which you would desire your Species had stopped. Discontented with your present state for reasons that foretell even greater discontents for your unhappy Posterity, perhaps you would want to be able to go backward in time. This sentiment must be the Eulogy of your first ancestors, the criticism of your contemporaries, and the dread of those who will have the unhappiness to live after you.

There is, I feel, an age at which the individual man would want to stop: you will seek the age at which you would desire your Species had stopped. Discontented with your present state for reasons that foretell even greater discontents for your unhappy Posterity, perhaps you would want to be able to go backward in time. This sentiment must be the Eulogy of your first ancestors, the criticism of your contemporaries, and the dread of those who will have the unhappiness to live after you.

Be quiet! Anyone can spit in my face, and call me a criminal and a prostitute. But no one has the right to judge my remorse.

A snob is unreliable. The work he praises might just be good.

I've gotten a lot of livid letters about the awfulness of my work. I've never known what to make of it. Why do people bother to write if they hate what I do?

The use of criticism, in periodical writing, is to sift, not to stamp a work.