Quotes About Perception

we are now as divine as we ever shall be—but we must wake up from illusion and see this truth.

The president notices that when he takes off his coat to dig, people take more notice of the visual than they did his preceding remarks.

Ambition distorts even memory itself. John Quincy Adams

Pure drawing is an abstraction. Drawing and colour are not distinct, everything in nature is coloured.

Painting from nature is not copying the object it is realizing one's sensations.

The day is coming when a single carrot, freshly observed [in a painting], will set off a revolution.

I lack the magnificent richness of color that animates nature.

Monet is only an eye—but what an eye!

When I judge art, I take my painting and put it next to a God made object like a tree or flower. If it clashes, it is not art.

The truth is in nature, and I shall prove it.

For an Impressionist to paint from nature is not to paint the subject, but to realize sensations.

The world doesn't understand me and I don't understand the world, that's why I've withdrawn from it.

The day is coming when a single carrot, freshly observed, will set off a revolution.

The day is coming when a single carrot, freshly observed, will set off a revolution. Paul Cezanne

The landscape thinks itself in me, and I am its consciousness.

This sunshine... The chance fashion in which its rays fall, the way it moves, infiltrates things, becomes part of the earth's fabric -- who will ever paint that? Who will ever tell that story? The physical history of the earth, its psychology.

I paint as I see, as I feel...They also feel and see like me, but they don't dare...I dare.

Good and evil, however, are views taken from a certain given standpoint, and from this standpoint good and evil are features forming a contrast, but as such they are always actualities; neither the one nor the other

aspects of the One and All in which a discrimination between good and evil is entirely lost sight

Go blind now, today: eternity also is full of eyes - in them drowns what helped images down the way they came, in them fades what took you out of language, lifted you out with a gesture which you allowed to happen like the dance of the words made of autumn and silk and nothingness.

I know, I know and you know, we knew, we did not know, we were there, after all, and not there and at times when only the void stood between us we got all the way to each other.

Unreadability of this world. All doubles. The strong clocks back the fissure-hour, hoarsely. You, wedged into your deepest, climb out of yourself for ever. — Paul Celan, "Unreadability," Paul Celan: Selections . (University of California Press, March 14th 2005)

Yes, me, I prefer the hourglass so you can smash it when I tell you of eternity's lie —Paul Celan, "[Blinded by giant leaps]," Romanian Poems (Green Integer, 2003)

I am a consciousness. The landscape thinks itself through me.