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The choirs left the main tune and soared two octaves past heaven in a descant to rattle the bones and read more
The choirs left the main tune and soared two octaves past heaven in a descant to rattle the bones and surge the heart.
I only feel, but want the power to paint.
[Lat., Nequeo monstrare et sentio tantum.]
I only feel, but want the power to paint.
[Lat., Nequeo monstrare et sentio tantum.]
I invent nothing, I rediscover.
I invent nothing, I rediscover.
Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp.
Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp.
"Paint me as I am," said Cromwell,
"Rough with age and gashed with wars;
Show my visage read more
"Paint me as I am," said Cromwell,
"Rough with age and gashed with wars;
Show my visage as you find it,
Less than truth my soul abhors."
The arts are not just instantaneous pleasure -- if you don't like it, the artist is wrong. I belong to read more
The arts are not just instantaneous pleasure -- if you don't like it, the artist is wrong. I belong to the generation which says if you don't like it, you don't understand and you ought to find out.
Art is an absolute mistress; she will not be coquetted with or slighted; she requires the most entire self-devotion, and read more
Art is an absolute mistress; she will not be coquetted with or slighted; she requires the most entire self-devotion, and she repays with grand triumphs.
An artist never really finishes his work, he merely abandons it.
An artist never really finishes his work, he merely abandons it.
Give me a museum and I'll fill it.
Give me a museum and I'll fill it.
