Quotes About Art

Society women have achieved the wondrous art of contriving thirty variations on a phrase that means nothing even the first time

Science, like nothing else among the institutions of mankind, grows like a weed every year. Art is subject to arbitrary fashion, religion is inwardly focused and driven only to sustain itself, law shuttles between freeing us and enslaving us.

you guys all suck you know that?" Meagan shouted, flinging open the door of the shed. Finn dropped his paintbrush on the leg of his jeans where it left a streak of orange before hitting the dirty floor. "sorry?" he said. "you!you suck!" Meagan fumed. "we've been over this. I know I suck." "not your art.you!you...guys" Meagan shouted.

Can I paint you?" Finn asked. Megan blinked. "Okay, that's basically the last thing I ever thought you were gonna say.

Watching the painter painting And all the time, the light is changing And he keeps painting That bit there, it was an accident But he's so pleased It's the best mistake, he could make And it's my favourite piece It's just great --- excerpt from the song "An Architect's Dream" from the album Aerial

An artist can try and pretend he is not following rules, but let's remember that nature itself provides rules. Gravity for instance.

I wish I could paint like Raphael," Lucio said. "I'd paint you! You should smile more often - it's like dawn breaking over a snowfield.

Teaching is a sacred art. This is why the noblest druid is not the one who conjures fires and smoke but the one who brings the news and passes on the histories. The teacher, the bard, the singer of tales is a freer of men's minds and bodies, especially when he roams without allegiance to one chieftain or another. But he is also a danger to the masters if he insists upon telling the truth. The truth will inevitably cause tremors in those who cling to power without honoring justice.

Do you know what a blessing it is to make movies that make people happy?

Because that's what art is; that's what it does. It breaks your heart. It moves you. If it doesn't do that, forget it. It's not worth it.

Art has to ask questions and make you care. Nothing I saw elicited even the slightest emotional response. But maybe that was the point. Maybe love was impossible in the postdigital age. Maybe passion was passé.

If these artist were trying to convince me that the pursuit of love in the postdigital age was more exciting, more mysterious, more…. well, everything love should be, they'd failed.

Back in Ancient Greece, when Xenophon first came up with the term economics, he described the practice of household management as an art. Following his lead, Aristotle distinguished economics from chrematistics, the art of acquiring wealth—in a distinction that seems to have been all but lost today.

Acting is not being emotional, but being able to express emotion.

Victoria liked music full of high passion and drama. "I am a terribly modern person," she decided.

Life in a palace rather resembles camping in a museum

Acting is a nice childish profession - pretending you're someone else and, at the same time, selling yourself.

I think most of the people involved in any art always secretly wonder whether they are really there because they're good or there because they're lucky.

Acting is the perfect idiot's profession.

Since washing the body happened so seldom, it ceased to be a subject for painters. In place of the medieval woodcuts and illuminated manuscripts that pictured warmly sensuous bathhouse scenes came painterly odes to linen.

With poetry, you take the stock and boil it down to where it's a glaze. It is the elixir of language.

But I think everybody should write. I think those people with stories who don't write should be stomped on.

Pictures and words don't hurt anyone, except for those who are afraid of history.

Albert Einstein, for one, repeatedly expressed these feelings, as in the following celebrated passage (Einstein, 1949, p. 5): The fairest thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle of true art and true science…the mystery of the eternity of life, and the inkling of the marvellous structure of reality, together with the single-hearted endeavor to comprehend a portion, be it ever so tiny, of the reason that manifests itself in nature.