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Art Quotes - Page 716

Art is not to be taught in Academies. It is what one looks at, not what one listens to, that makes the artist. The real schools should be the streets.

Oscar Wilde (1969). “The Artist as Critic: Critical Writings of Oscar Wilde”, p.19, University of Chicago Press

God's eternal laws are kind-and break the heart of stone.

Oscar Wilde (2014). “Ballad of Reading Gaol”, p.34, Simon and Schuster

Truth in art is the unity of a thing with itself: the outward rendered expressive of the inward: the soul made incarnate: the body instinct with spirit. For this reason there is no truth comparable to sorrow.

Oscar Wilde, Russell Jackson, Ian Small (2000). “The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: De profundis, "Epistola : in carcere et vinculis"”, p.170, Oxford University Press on Demand

This clay, so strong of heart, of sense so fine,Surely such clay is more than half divine--'Tis only fools speak evil of the clay,The very stars are made of clay like mine.

Omar Khayyam, Edward FitzGerald (1912). “Rubáiyát: English, French, German, Italian, and Dutch translations comparatively arranged in accordance with the text of Edward Fitzgerald's version, with further selections, notes, biographies, bibliographies, and other material”

The art of today is that which really belongs to us: it is our own reflection. In condemning it we but condemn ourselves.

Okakura Kakuzo (2000). “The Book of Tea the Illustrated Classic Edition”, p.81, Tuttle Publishing

Earth will be safe when we feel in us enough safety.

Thich Nhat Hanh (2013). “Call Me by My True Names: The Collected Poems”, p.194, Parallax Press

It is a curious thing that when one speaks from the heart it is invariably in the worst of taste.

Ngaio Marsh (2012). “Death in a White Tie: Inspector Roderick Alleyn #7”, p.58, Felony & Mayhem Press

For the masses who do the city's labor also keep the city's heart.

Nelson Algren (1983). “Chicago, city on the make”, McGraw-Hill Companies

If I'd been a housemaid I'd have been the best in Australia - I couldn't help it. It's got to be perfection for me.

Said to the conductor Fritz Hart. Quoted in John Thompson On Lips of LivingMen (1962).