Quotes About Creation

We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely.

Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic. Worlds

making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely.

The Book of Life begins with a man and a woman in a garden. It ends with Revelations. In

And in this it is right, for the meaning of any beautiful created thing is, at least, as much in the soul of him who looks at it as it was in his soul who wrought it. Nay, it is rather the beholder who lends to the beautiful thing its myriad meanings, and makes it marvellous for us, and sets it in some new relation to the age, so that it becomes a vital portion of our lives and a symbol of what we pray for, or perhaps of what, having prayed for, we fear that we may receive.

I can now recreate life in a way that was hidden from me before.

The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely.

the poet must sing, and the sculptor think in bronze, and the painter make the world a mirror for his moods, as surely and as certainly as the hawthorn must blossom in spring, and the corn turn to gold at the harvest-time, and the moon in her ordered wanderings change from shield to sickle, and from sickle to shield.

Perhaps my whisper was already born before my lips.

Destroy your manuscript, but save whatever you have inscribed in the margin out of boredom, out of helplessness, and, as it were, in a dream. (The Egyptian Stamp)

And now I have finished the work, which neither the wrath of Jove, nor fire, nor the sword, nor devouring age shall be able to destroy.

the gods are created by poets --Ovid

The workmanship was better than the subject matter.

Nothing retains its form; new shapes from old Nature, the great inventor, ceaselessly Contrives. In all creation, be assured, There is no death - no death, but only change And innovation; what we men call birth Is but a different new beginning; death Is but to cease to be the same. Perhaps This may have moved to that and that to this, Yet still the sum of things remains the same. Nothing can last, I do believe, for long In the same image.

My mind leads me to speak now of forms changed into new bodies: O gods above, inspire this undertaking (which you've changed as well) and guide my poem in its epic sweep from the world's beginning to the present day. The

An animal more like the gods than these, more intellectually capable and able to control the other beasts, had not as yet appeared: now man was born, either

Thus earth of late so rude, So shapeless, man, till now unknown, became.

Wij mensen zijn dan ook gehard en tehen veel bestand, een wezenlijk bewijs van dat waaruit wij zijn geschapen.

Man was made to hold his head erect in majesty and see the sky

Let the storm have its will of man – but let storm and poem reach their end, I pray, each at the same time!

Emotions are ill-suited for creating systems, my father's friend said, disheartened, whereas that's what we're talking about.

I've often wondered why Nature, widely publicized being infinite in its wisdom, should have made the grave mistake of creating redheads, always so impulsive and quick on the trigger.

Yeah, I know you. I made you up. This is my dream. You're a mixture of Zac Efron and Johnny Depp.

We must always remember, however,' said Psmith gravely, 'that poets are also God's creatures.