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“A gentleman holds my hand. A man pulls my hair. A soulmate will do both.”

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“Morality is everywhere the same for all men, therefore it comes from God; sects differ, therefore they are the work of men.”

God Religion Morality Sects

Book:A Pocket Philosophical Dictionary

Source: A Pocket Philosophical Dictionary

“I am growing so peevish about my writing. I am like a man whose ear is true but who plays falsely on the violin: his fingers refuse to reproduce precisely those sounds of which he has the inward sense. Then the tears come rolling down from the poor scraper's eyes and the bow falls from his hand.”

Book:The letters

Source: The letters

“You hope, yes, your books will excuse you, save you from hell: nevertheless, without looking sad, without in any way seeming to blame (He doesn't need to, knowing well what a lover of art like yourself pays heed to), God may reduce you on Judgment Day to tears of shame, reciting by heart the poems you would have written, had your life been good.”

Author:W. H. Auden

“Nós combatemos sob todas as formas, a indiferença poética, a distração artística, a pesquisa erudita, a especulação pura, e não queremos ter nada em comum com os economizadores de espírito.”

Art Spirit Poetry Surrealism

Book:Manifestoes of Surrealism

Source: Manifestoes of Surrealism

“As those who must worry about the livelihood of artists are fond of saying, “You cannot play ‘The Minute Waltz’ in less than a minute.” Worse (or perhaps better) you cannot write “The Minute Waltz” in less than … what? A day, a week, a year?—however long it takes. There is no technology, no time-saving device that can alter the rhythms of creative labor. When the worth of labor is expressed in terms of exchange value, therefore, creativity is automatically devalued every time there is an advance in the technology of work.”

Art Technology Value

Book:The Gift: Imagination and the Erotic Life of Property

Source: The Gift: Imagination and the Erotic Life of Property

“Als die letzten Worte von meinen Fingern tropften wie Blut aus einer offenen Wunde, wusste ich, dass genau das der Grund ist, warum ich auf diesem Planeten bin.”

Art Wrote Kreativität Blut Grund

Book:Scherben einer zerbrochenen Seele

Source: Scherben einer zerbrochenen Seele

“There is no 'why' in art. It just 'is'. Artists don't know why they do what they do. They just know they have to do it. And nothing is ever exactly how it was planned and nothing is ever quite good enough.”

Art Artists Quotes

Author:Clifford Thurlow

“There is no art in celebrity.”

Art Actors Hollywood Mainstream Mediocre Artists Celebrities Conformists Homogeny Artless

Author:Jack Freestone

“We do not see the grey working day, the cap and gown, the note-books, the feet burning from the pavements of picture galleries, but things ' that set the spirit free for a moment,' ' stirring of the senses/ ' strange dyes,' ' strange colours and curious odours,' ' work of the artist's hands,' ' passionate attitudes.' It is not the style of ecstasy such as can be seen in Jefferies' Story of My Heart, or Sterne's Journal to Eliza, or Keats' last letter to Fanny Brawne. Hardly does it appear to be the style of remembered ecstasy as in Traherne's Centuries of Meditation or Wordsworth's Tintern Abbey. It is free from traces of experience. All is subtilised, intellectualised, ' casting off all debris.' It is a polished cabinet of collections from history, nature, and art ; objects detached from their settings but almost never without being integrated afresh by Pater's careful arrangement, whether they are pictures, books, landscapes or personalities. It fulfils Pater's own condition of art by putting its own ' happy world ' in place of ' the meaner world of our common days.”

Art Poetry Prose Ecstasy

Book:Walter Pater

Source: Walter Pater

“Possessed of an absolute belief that there exists but one way of expressing one thing, one word to call it by, one adjective to qualify, one verb to animate it, he [Flaubert] gave himself to superhuman labour for the discovery, in every phrase, of that word, that verb, that epithet. In this way, he believed in some mysterious harmony of expression, and when a true word seemed to him to lack euphony still went on seeking another, with invincible patience, certain that he had not yet got hold of the unique word.... A thousand preoccupations would beset him at the same moment, always with this desperate certitude fixed in his spirit: Among all the expressions in the world, all forms and turns of expression, there is but one—one form, one mode—to express what I want to say.”

Art Style Perfection Flaubert

Book:Appreciations, With an Essay on Style

Source: Appreciations, With an Essay on Style