“Poetry is one of the ancient arts, and it began, as did all the fine arts, within the original wilderness of the earth. Also, it began through the process of seeing, and feeling, and hearing, and smelling, and touching, and then remembering--I mean remembering in words--what these perceptual experiences were like, while trying to describe the endless invisible fears and desires of our inner lives.” TryingMeanArtFeelingsEarthRememberDesirePoetryProcessSeeingFineOriginalsAncientHearingEndlessInvisibleWildernessPoetry IsTouchingInner LifeFine ArtsAncient Art Book:A Poetry Handbook Source: A Poetry Handbook
“China has not established the rule of law and if there is a power above the law there is no social justice. Everybody can be subjected to harm. I'm just a citizen: my life is equal in value to any other. But I'm thankful that when I lost my freedom so many people shared feelings and put such touching effort into helping me.” PeopleIfsHelpingFeelingsLawLife IsValuesLostSocialJusticeEffortCitizensEqualSocial JusticeChinaHarmTouchingRule Of LawAbove The Law Author:Ai Weiwei
“All my early memories are of forms and shapes and textures. Moving through and over the West Riding landscape with my father in his car, the hills were sculptures; the roads defined the form. Above all, there was the sensation of moving physically over the contours of fullnessess and concavities, through hollows and over peaks - feeling, touching, seeing, through mind and hand and eye. This sensation has never left me. I, the sculptor, am the landscape. I am the form and the hollow, the thrust and the contour.” MindArtFeelingsHandsEyeMovingFormFatherLeftMemoriesSeeingCarShapesWestDefinedHillsLandscapeSensationsTouchingRidingSculptureHollowTextureThrustSculptors Book:A Pictorial Autobiography Source: A Pictorial Autobiography