Art Quotes - Page 266

When you're a father, you know exactly where your heart really is. There's no question of it, no doubt. That part of your life has no second guessing.

To offer a man friendship when love is in his heart is like giving a loaf of bread to one who is dying of thirst.

I sometimes like to sit in the silence and darkness and listen to my heart shine.

A conservative, a liberal, and a moderate walk into a bar. The bartender says, 'Hi, Mitt.'

If you do something with your whole heart and it's a mistake, you can live with that.

Mighty is geometry; joined with art, resistless.

[Human beings] will begin to recover the moment we take art as seriously as physics, chemistry or money.

I came to realize that one single human being, comprehended in his depth, who gives generously from the treasures of his heart, bestows on us more riches than Caesar or Alexander could ever conquer. Here is our kingdom, the best of monarchies, the best republic. Here is our garden, our happiness.

Smart data structures and dumb code works a lot better than the other way around.

At culinary school, none of the things we use to define ourselves outside that world - actor, producer, student - none of that matters. It's a magical art form.

The Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution was neither a revolution, nor great, nor cultural, and, in particular, not in the least proletarian.

Making art has first of all to do with honesty. My first lesson was to see objectively, to erase all meaning of the thing seen. Then only could the real meaning of it be understood and felt.

Believing in our hearts that who we are is enough is the key to a more satisfying and balanced life.

She belongs to the winter that is past, to the darkness that is over, and has no part or lot in the life I shall lead for the next six months. Oh, I could dance and sing for joy that the spring is here! What a ressurection of beauty there is in my garden, and of brightest hope in my heart.

Never before had I known the sudden quiver of understanding that travels from word to brain to heart, the way a new language can move, coil, swim into life under the eyes, the almost savage leap of comprehension, the instantaneous, joyful release of meaning, the way the words shed their printed bodies in a flash of heat and light.

The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Just as man cannot live without dreams, he cannot live without hope. If dreams reflect the past, hope summons the future.

As far as the Jews were concerned, Hitler's only 'prayer' was that they be wiped off the face of the earth.

At different moments you see with different eyes. You see differently in the morning than you do in the evening. In addition, how you see is also dependent on your emotional state. Because of this, a motif can be seen in many different ways, and this is what makes art interesting.

I will always love the guitar as long as I'm alive, the Blues is my heart.

The great moral question of the twenty-first century is this: if all knowledge, all culture, all art, all useful information can be costlessly given to everyone at the same price that it is given to anyone; if everyone can have everything, anywhere, all the time, why is it ever moral to exclude anyone?

Works of art, in my opinion, are the only objects in the material universe to possess internal order, and that is why, though I don't believe that only art matters, I do believe in Art for Art's sake.

Recipes don't work unless you use your heart!

Far too many people opened their hearts and lives at the drop of a hat. Why give someone that power over you? Why endow them with the ability to hurt you that much? Let someone in and you were asking for an emotional kicking some day.

Man is the same today that he has always been. He is a rebel against God. He may, in some generations, hide his rebellion a little more carefully than at other times, but there is no change in his heart. The men who builded the city against God back in the days of Babylon had the same hatred as that which possessed the men who nailed the Lord Jesus Christ to the cross.