The temple of art is built of words. Painting and sculpture and
music are but the blazon of its read more

The temple of art is built of words. Painting and sculpture and
music are but the blazon of its windows, borrowing all their
significance from the light, and suggestive only of the temple's
uses.
- Josiah Gilbert Holland (used pseudonym Timothy Titcomb),

To a true artist only that face is beautiful which, quite apart from its exterior, shines with the truth within read more

To a true artist only that face is beautiful which, quite apart from its exterior, shines with the truth within the soul

Art is the elimination of the unnecessary.

Art is the elimination of the unnecessary.

All passes, Art alone
Enduring stays to us;
The Bust out-lasts the throne,--
The read more

All passes, Art alone
Enduring stays to us;
The Bust out-lasts the throne,--
The coin, Tiberius.

Art [of healing] is long, but life is fleeting.
[Lat., Art longa, vita brevis est.]

Art [of healing] is long, but life is fleeting.
[Lat., Art longa, vita brevis est.]

All the arts which belong to polished life have some common tie,
and are connect as it were by read more

All the arts which belong to polished life have some common tie,
and are connect as it were by some relationship.
[Lat., Etenim omnes artes, quae ad humanitatem pertinent, habent
quoddam commune vinculum, et quasi cognatione quadam inter se
continentur.]

Art hurts. Art urges voyages - and it is easier to stay at home.

Art hurts. Art urges voyages - and it is easier to stay at home.

The perfection of an art consists in the employment of a
comprehensive system of laws, commensurate to every purpose read more

The perfection of an art consists in the employment of a
comprehensive system of laws, commensurate to every purpose
within its scope, but concealed from the eye of the spectator;
and in the production of effects that seem to flow forth
spontaneously, as though uncontrolled by their influence, and
which are equally excellent, whether regarded individually, or in
reference to the proposed result.

We have learned to whittle the Eden Tree to the shape of a
surplice peg,
We have learned read more

We have learned to whittle the Eden Tree to the shape of a
surplice peg,
We have learned to bottle our parent twain in the yelk of an
addled egg.
We know that the tail must wag the dog, for the horse is drawn by
the cart,
But the devil never whoops, as he of old; It's clever, but is it
art?