The true Epicurean cultivates the capacity to take pleasure in simple things, while those around him chase pleasure in more things.
The true Epicurean cultivates the capacity to take pleasure in simple things, while those around him chase pleasure in more things.
Using your talent, hobby or profession in a way that makes you cintribute with something good to this world is truly the way to go.
Because you live to love and love to live/ And because of what your heardrum will give/ Now we might love to live and live to love.
A fine work of art - music, dance, painting, story - has the power to silence the chatter in the mind and lift us to another place.
That is an artist as I love artists, modest in his needs: he really wants only two things, his bread and his art - panem et Circen.
I realized that the "thing" and the "concept" were substituted for feeling and understood the falsity of the world of will and idea
Love sounds like a trumpet mimicking a trombone. That’s one of my hobbies, when I’m not impersonating statues of mimes.
All forms of madness, bizarre habits, awkwardness in society, general clumsiness, are justified in the person who creates good art.
(speaking of Ann Radcliffe) A work of art worthy of the name is one which gives us back the freshness of the emotions of childhood.
The Cubist paintings in the Centre Pompidou in Paris were strange but amazing. The big fat magical cat said they made her eyes hurt.
Looking back upon my work today, I think the best I have done grew out of things deeply felt, the worst from a pride in mere talent.
If I could go back in time, I'd love to whisper sweet nothings in Van Gogh's ear, but not while it was attached to his head.
The only thing that really hurts the movies today is the amount of time people spend on phones and skypeing and tweeting and texting
Don't keep your Muse locked up in the closet. Set them free to dance across the page and what they create will be a masterpiece.
People despite their struggles, flaws and faults are honestly the most beautiful creatures. We are wonderfully-broken pieces of art.