Quotes About Struggle

An artist represents an oppressed people and makes revolution irresistible.

Poverty is the discoverer of all the arts.

There is nothing so terrible as the pursuit of art by those who have no talent.

A still small voice spake unto me, 'Thou art so full of misery, Were it not better not to be?

I think it's always difficult to reconcile the needs of art and business.

There's nothing more difficult than a line.

I am not an adventurer by choice but by fate.

In order to be created, a work of art must first make use of the dark forces of the soul

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.

Artists must be sacrificed to their art.

Listening to his songs she heard nothing but bad news, still she made her mind up to try to get him win or lose.

It is hard to find beauty in the art of self expression.

Jazz is one of the least learnable art forms.

If people knew how hard I worked at my art, they would not consider me a genius.

I don't see many artists who are not trying to bring their work to the public - -to the contrary I see artists nearly desperate to get attention for their art and, failing that, often for themselves.

Lookin at herself, but wishing she was someone else because the body of the doll that don't look like hers at all. So she straps it on, she sucks it in, she throws it up and gives a grin.

The butterfly, a cabbage-white, (His honest idiocy of flight) Will never now, it is too late, Master the art of flying straight.

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

Creativity is essentially a lonely art. An even lonelier struggle.

They self-inflict punishment on their own broken lives, put their faith in their possessions, in their jobs, or their wives.

All these poses of classical torture ruined my mind like a snake in the orchard. I did go from wanting to be someone, now I'm drunk and wearing flip-flops on Fifth Avenue.

I'd prostitute my talents if it would further my cause, steal if there was no way out, killing my friends or anyone else if it would help my art.

I suffer for my art and despise the witless moneyed scoundrels who praise it.

Now my tapestry's unraveling.