Quotes About Art

I feel that I am not saying what I want to say, I haven't found the proper outlet for my thoughts.

Közden ellerim ile, ateÅŸin tabiat? hakk?nda yaz?yorum.

Each of the arts has its own particular leprosy, its mortal ignominy that eats its face away. Painting has the family group, music the ballad, literature the criticism, and architecture the architect.

Le seul moyen de supporter l'existence, c'est de s'étourdir dans la littérature comme dans une orgie perpétuelle.

ART – Leads to the poorhouse. What's the use of it, since we're replacing it with machines that do better and work faster?

All that people have found fault with as exaggerated in fiction you have made me feel.

Writing is a dog's life, but the only life worth living.

servant, the grand duet in D major, all were for

Au contraire  ! Le public n'est pas si bête que ça. Il n'y a de bête, en fait d'art, que 1 le gouvernement, 2 les directeurs de théâtre, 3 les éditeurs, 4 les rédacteurs en chef des journaux, 5 les critiques autorisés  ; enfin tout ce qui détient le Pouvoir, parce que le Pouvoir est essentiellement stupide. Depuis que la terre tourne, le Bien et le Beau ont été en dehors de lui.

You must not think that feeling is everything. Art is nothing without form.

En resumen, la primera injusticia ha sido practicada por la Literatura, que no se preocupa por la Estética, la cual no es más que una justicia superior.

that incongruity of common and elegant in which the habitually vulgar think they see the revelation of an eccentric existence, of the perturbations of sentiment, the tyrannies of art, and always a certain contempt for social conventions, that seduces or exasperates them.

Clarinette. En jouer rend aveugle. Ex. : Tous les aveugles jouent de la clarinette.

Il dovere! Il dovere, perbacco! Il dovere è di sentire ciò che è grande, di coltivare ciò che è bello, e non d'accettare tutte le convenzioni della società con gli obbrobri ch'essa c'impone. Perchè infierire contro le passioni? Non sono, forse, l'unica cosa bella al mondo, la sorgente dell'eroismo, della poesia, della musica, dell'arte, di ogni cosa, insomma?

Beauty is the object of all my efforts.

Gustave Flaubert

inteligenÈ›a lui nu era destul de mare pentru a ajunge pîn? la Art?, nici destul de burghez? pentru a viza numai profitul, în aÈ™a chip încît, f?r? s? mulÈ›umeasc? pe nimeni, se ruina./ ...son intelligence n'était pas assez haute pour atteindre jusqu'à l'Art, ni assez bourgeoise non plus pour viser exclusivement au profit, si bien que, sans contenter personne, il se ruinait. (©BeQ)

Gustave Flaubert

The great artists are those who impose their personal vision upon humanity.

Music, this complex and mysterious act, precise as algebra and vague as a dream, this art made out of mathematics and air, is simply the result of the strange properties of a little membrane. If that membrane did not exist, sound would not exist either, since in itself it is merely vibration. Would we be able to detect music without the ear? Of course not. Well, we are surrounded by things whose existence we never suspect, because we lack the organs that would reveal them to us. [ Was He Mad? ]

When art becomes independent and paints its world in dazzling colors, a moment of life has grown old. Such a moment cannot be rejuvenated by dazzling colors, it can only be evoked in memory. The greatness of art only emerges at the dusk of life.

Existen distintas clases de libros. Muchos hay que ni siquiera se los abre; y pocos que se copian en los muros.

Create like a god. Command like a king. Work like a slave. —Constantine Brancusi

Primero tienes que experimentar lo que quieres expresar.» Vincent Van Gogh