Quotes
Quotes about Art
Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.
Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow-- You are not wrong who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream.
From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone.
Oh, I have roamed o'er many lands, And many friends I've met; Not one fair scene or kindly smile Can this fond heart forget.
Friends depart, and memory takes them To her caverns, pure and deep.
To live in hearts we leave behind, Is not to die.
Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start When Memory plays an old tune on the heart!
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.
If I could remember the names of all these particles, I'd be a botanist.
The true art of memory is the art of attention.
All men are not slimy warthogs. Some men are silly giraffes, some woebegone puppies, some insecure frogs. But if one is not careful, those slimy warthogs can ruin it for all the others.
The woman's vision is deep reaching, the man's far reaching. With the man the world is his heart, with the woman the heart is her world.
The majority of persons choose their wives with as little prudence as they eat. They see a troll with nothing else to recommend her but a pair of thighs and choice hunkers, and so smart to void their seed that they marry her at once. They imagine they can live in marvelous contentment with handsome feet and ambrosial buttocks. Most men are accredited fools shortly after they leave the womb.
To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent that is to triumph over old age.
The woman is the home. That's where she used to be, and that's where she still is. You might ask me, What if a man tries to be part of the homeâwill the woman let him? I answer yes. Because then he becomes one of the children.
They talk about a woman's sphere, as though it had a limit. There's not a place in earth or heaven. There's not a task to mankind given... without a woman in it.
Ah Mozart! He was happily married - but his wife wasn't.
There is nothing enduring in life for a woman except what she builds in a man's heart.
A beautiful lady is an accident of nature. A beautiful old lady is a work of art.
Ceremony and ritual spring from our heart of hearts: those who govern us know it well, for they would sooner deny us bread than dare alter the observance of tradition.
A woman's head is always influenced by heart; but a man's heart by his head. -Lady Marguerite Blessington.
Other things may change us, but we start and end with family.
Woman is not born: she is made. In the making, her humanity is destroyed. She becomes symbol of this, symbol of that: mother of the earth, slut of the universe; but she never becomes herself because it is forbidden for her to do so.
Old age is like everything else. To make a success of it, you've got to start young.
