Quotes About Interpretation

Two men look out through the same bars: One sees the mud, and one the stars.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Everyone wants to understand painting. Why don't they try to understand the singing of birds? People love the night, a flower, everything that surrounds them without trying to understand them. But painting - that they must understand.

To say to the painter that Nature is to be taken as she is, is to say to the player that he may sit on the piano.

I paint objects as I think them, not as I see them.

I dream my painting, and then I paint my dream.

A good painter is to paint two main things, namely men and the working of man's mind.

A painter who has the feel of breasts and buttocks is saved.

Some day they will know what I mean.

Modern art is what happens when painters stop looking at girls and persuade themselves they have a better idea.

When I look at a painting it isn't only the painting that I see but the thing that I am. If there is more in the painting than I am, then I won't see it.

If you scratch a great photograph, you find two things: a painting and a photograph.

When Shakespeare is charged with debts to his authors, Landor replies, "Yet he was more original than his originals. He breathed upon dead bodies and brought them into life."

Statistics are no substitute for judgement.

Sometimes a cigar is only a cigar.

Mother: It's broccoli, dear. Child: I say it's spinach, and I say the hell with it.

Don't quote me; that's what you heard, not what I said.

When I am reading a book, whether wise or silly, it seems to me to be alive and talking to me.

We do not fight for the real but for shadows we make A flag is a piece of cloth and a word is a sound, But we make them something neither cloth nor a sound Tokens of love and hate, black sorcery stones.

It is always safe to assume that people are more subtle and less sensitive than they seem.

What's a joy to the one is a nightmare to the other.

There's no right way of writing. There's only your way.

She soothed and solaced and celebrated, destroying her gift by maiming it to suit her hearers.

A story is told as much by silence as by speech.