Art Quotes
Art Deco for me except in its most crazed and attenuated forms, it's jut a matter of taste.
If thou beest ever so exact in thy morals, and not a worshiper of God, then thou art an atheist.
As hypocrisy is said to be the highest compliment to virtue, the art of lying is the strongest acknowledgment of the force of truth.
I think it is owing to the good sense of the English that they have not painted better.
Paradoxical as it may at first appear, the fact is that, as W. H. George has said, scientific research is an art, not a science.
The God of many men is little more than their court of appeal against the damnatory judgment passed on their failures by the opinion of the world.
Psychology is a science, and teaching is an art; and sciences never generate arts directly out of themselves.
It is only the fundamental conceptions of psychology which are of real value to a teacher.
The worst thing that can happen to a good teacher is to get a bad conscience about her profession because she feels herself hopeless as a psychologist.
I don't trust a lot of popular films because they seem to indicate that people would like to be super-heroes or vampires, and that's the last thing I mean by the useful mirror of art.
Without English art, I never would have understood myself, my own family, or the New England world I lived in.
Where thou art Obliged to speak, be sure speak the Truth: For Equivocation is half way to Lying, as Lying, the whole way to Hell.
True statesmanship is the art of changing a nation from what it is into what it ought to be.
One challenge to the arts in America is the need to make the arts, especially the classic masterpieces, accessible and relevant to today's audience.
But thou art fair, and at thy birth, dear boy, Nature and Fortune join'd to make thee great: Of Nature's gifts thou mayst with lilies boast, And with the half-blown rose; but Fortune, O!
Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up. Be that thou know'st thou art and then thou art as great as that thou fear'st.
Happy thou art not; for what thou hast not, still thou strivest to get; and what thou hast, forgettest.
Thou art most rich, being poor; Most choice, forsaken; and most lov'd, despis'd! Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon.
Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel; For well thou know'st to my dear doting heart Thou art the fairest and most precious jewel.
O call not me to justify the wrong, That thy unkindness lays upon my heart, Wound me not with thine eye but with thy tongue, Use power with power, and slay me not by art.
To move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand; therefore, if tou art mov'd, thou runst away. (To be angry is to move, to be brave is to stand still. Therefore, if you're angry, you'll run away.)
Thou art a slave, whom fortune's tender arm With favour never clasp'd; but bred a dog.
I have heard it said There is an art which in their piedness shares With great creating nature.
For where thou art, there is the world itself, With every several pleasure in the world, And where thou art not, desolation.
Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine, Whose weakness, married to thy stronger state, Makes me with thy strength to communicate.
Take heed, dear heart, of this large privilege; The hardest knife ill-used doth lose his edge.
Come, swear it, damn thyself, lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves should fear to seize thee; therefore be double-damned, swear,--thou art honest.