Quotes About Museum

Is something funny, Lord Marce?" asked a young woman, standing in front of a desk. She was wearing imperial green. This was clearly the emperox, and equally clearly he'd just blown his entrance. He bowed. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty," he said. "I was surprised by your office." "How so?" "I … well. Ma'am. It looks like a museum exploded inside of it.

the original of the copy they have in the Louvre.

The problem with people is that for us they are no more than prints in our mental museum, which fade on exposure. And it is precisely because of this that they form the basis of projects illuminated by our thoughts, but thoughts tire and memories collapse: the day would come when I would happily give Albertine's room to the first girl who wanted it, as I had given Albertine the agate marble or other gifts of Gilberte's.

When one has fallen in love first with one painter, then with another, one can finally admire the whole museum in a way that is not chilly, for the admiration is made of successive loves, each of which in its time was exclusive, but which have finally coalesced.

You should definitely visit the Louvre, a world-famous art museum where you can view, at close range, the backs of thousands of other tourists trying to see the Mona Lisa.

I want to meet a guy named Art. I'd take him to a museum, hang him on the wall, criticize him, and leave.

La experiencia es buena cuando viene de la mano del vigor; después, cuando el vigor se va, uno pasa a ser una decorosa pieza de museo, cuyo único valor es ser un recuerdo de lo que se fue. La experiencia y el vigor son coetáneos por muy poco tiempo. Yo estoy ahora en ese poco tiempo. Pero no es una suerte envidiable.

la experiencia es buena cuando viene de la mano del vigor; después, cuando el vigor se va, uno pasa a ser una decorosa pieza de museo, cuyo único valor es ser un recuerdo de lo que se fue.

Most of the other visitors were chained to their audio guides, looking only at what their little headsets told them was worth seeing.

There is a paradox here: the purpose of a great number of the things we call 'works of art' was and is religious. But when we encounter them in the circumstances for which they were made our reaction – or at least mine – is to feel awkward, a bit embarrassed at being there under false pretences. This is, perhaps, the mirror image of the bewilderment felt by a true believer at finding a sacred image in a museum, lined up with pictures of landscapes and kitchen tables.

I hate being lost, so much so that quite often I dream of not being able to find my way. Along with two other nightmares, missing trains and planes, it happens in reality quite frequently: cruelly often when I am searching for a church or museum containing a rare work of art.

The theory that languages are tools used for particular purposes, sometimes for many different purposes, means that extinct languages belong neither in a museum of art nor in a museum of natural history. Tools are meant to be surpassed by better tools. Once they are, they should be preserved in a museum of technology, of human ingenuity, of the cultural past.

She said she felt like Claudia Kincaid in From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler.

The British Mew-eezum!

Richard Dawkins lamented,9 we think that our kids need to have "fun, fun, fun" rather than, say, experience wonder or interest (they are not the same thing) when going to school or a museum.

The time was when a library was very like a museum and the librarian a mouser in musty books. The time is when the library is a school and the librarian in the highest sense a teacher.

let's raise a toast: here's to the Museum of Ordinary People 2.0! And let's hope it doesn't end with us all getting arrested!

Living is like tearing through a museum. Not until later do you really start absorbing what you saw, thinking about it, looking it up in a book, and remembering—because you can't take it all in at once. AUDREY HEPBURN

Bueno… Pues, a lo mejor, si hace buen día, llevaré un pícnic y podemos comer en el parque. No hace falta ni que entremos al museo si no quieres.

Now the house is a museum of everything she can't let go

The alarming history of European marble "cleaning" includes a chapter on this statuary describing a drive to make ancient Greek art white nearly destroyed the art itself. In the 1930s workers in the British Museum were directed to remove the dark patina with metal tools on the mistaken assumption that their proper color should be white. Such a "cleaning" seriously damaged the Parthenon marbles, prompting an inquiry by the museum's standing committee that halted the work.

The summer nights are so endless, so open and dark. A summer night is like a different country, or a museum after the crowds have all gone and the lights are off. In the distance, so quiet, like the sound of a record playing before the music starts, comes a hint of thunder.

It is a trap to presume that God wants to make us perfect specimens of what He can do—God's purpose is to make us one with Himself. The emphasis of holiness movements tends to be that God is producing specimens of holiness to put in His museum. If you accept this concept of personal holiness, your life's determined purpose will not be for God, but for what you call the evidence of God in your life.

slowly I discerned a familiar shift in my concentration. That compulsion that prohibits me from completely surrendering to a work of art, drawing me from the halls of a favored museum to my own drafting table. Pressing me to close Songs of Innocence in order to experience, as blake, a glimpse of the divine that may also become a poem. That is the decisive power of a singular work:a call to action. And I, time and again, am overcome with the hubris to believe I can answer that call.