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Art is what's left over after you've defined everything else

Art is what's left over after you've defined everything else

by Michael Vitale Found in: Art Quotes,
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Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let read more

Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.

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Art is the lie that enables us to realize the truth.

Art is the lie that enables us to realize the truth.

by Pablo Picasso Found in: Art Quotes,
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Art for art's sake.
[Lat., Ars gratia artis.]

Art for art's sake.
[Lat., Ars gratia artis.]

by Dante ("dante Alighieri") Found in: Art Quotes,
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All passes, Art alone
Enduring stays to us;
The Bust out-lasts the throne,--
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All passes, Art alone
Enduring stays to us;
The Bust out-lasts the throne,--
The coin, Tiberius.

by Henry Austin Dobson Found in: Art Quotes,
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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.

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The waking mind is the least serviceable in the arts.

The waking mind is the least serviceable in the arts.

by Henry Miller Found in: Art Quotes,
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Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still like muffled drums are beating read more

Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still like muffled drums are beating Funeral marches to the grave.

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Without art, the crudeness of reality would make the world unbearable.

Without art, the crudeness of reality would make the world unbearable.

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