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In your patience possess ye your souls.
In your patience possess ye your souls.
The dome of Thought, the palace of the Soul.
The dome of Thought, the palace of the Soul.
His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand;
His manners were gentle, complying, and bland;
Still born to read more
His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand;
His manners were gentle, complying, and bland;
Still born to improve in every part,
His pencil out faces, his manners are heart.
There is no must in art because art is free
There is no must in art because art is free
If you could say it in words there would be no reason to paint.
If you could say it in words there would be no reason to paint.
Everywhere the human soul stands between a hemisphere of light
and another of darkness; on the confines of two read more
Everywhere the human soul stands between a hemisphere of light
and another of darkness; on the confines of two everlasting
hostile empires, Necessity and Freewill.
One's art goes as far and as deep as one's love goes.
One's art goes as far and as deep as one's love goes.
Art is a human activity consisting in this, that one man consciously, by means of certain external signs, hands on read more
Art is a human activity consisting in this, that one man consciously, by means of certain external signs, hands on to others feelings he has lived through, and that other people are infected by these feelings, and also experience them.
