Quotes About Resilience

For a true artist, difficulties become opportunities and clouds become solid present.

The clever combatant imposes his will on the enemy, but does not allow the enemy's will to be imposed on him.

You learn nothing about someone by the way they win the fight, you learn everything about the way they lose and keep coming back.

Some say art is our highest form of hope. . . . Perhaps it's our only hope.

Disability is an art - an ingenious way to live.

In art, you CAN crash your plane and walk away from it

Poverty is the discoverer of all the arts.

I was in jail four and a half years. When I came out, I continued the same struggle against injustice, but instead of using weapons, I began to use art and cinema.

A high heart ought to bear calamities and not flee them, since in bearing them appears the grandeur of the mind and in fleeing them the cowardice of the heart.

To be able to endure odium is the first art to be learned by those who aspire to power.

Thou art beaten that thou mayest be better.

Through the last few decades it [the art object] has been ripped off the wall and twisted through every conceivable permutation, yet back to the wall it insists on going.

Art has to offer something other than stylized despair.

Mrs. Patrick Cambell is an aged British battleship sinking rapidly and firing every available gun on her rescuers.

One of the aims of Budo is the suppression of fears.

All the performances of human art, at which we look with praise or wonder, are instances of the resistless force of perseverance.

Now my tapestry's unraveling.

What can art really do in the face of atrocity?

There's no such thing beneath the heavens as conditions favorable to art. Art must crash through or perish.

Perhaps catastrophe is the natural human environment, and even though we spend a good deal of energy trying to get away from it, we are programmed for survival amid catastrophe.

We live in constant danger of coming apart. The mystery of why we do not always come apart is the animating tension of all art.

The art world is molting - some would say melting. Galleries are closing; museums are scaling back.

The true professional makes art when he is not feeling good, if the studio is too cold or too warm or the walls are falling down. We are painters and we paint. If I were a sculptor, I'd sculpt.

Growing old is partly an inescapable process of accommodation and adjustment.