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All truths are easy to understand once they are discovered; the point is to discover them.
All truths are easy to understand once they are discovered; the point is to discover them.
What distinguishes modern art from the art of other ages is criticism.
What distinguishes modern art from the art of other ages is criticism.
Give no time to finding fault of criticism.
Give no time to finding fault of criticism.
It is by universal misunderstanding that all agree. For if, by ill luck, people understood each other, they would never read more
It is by universal misunderstanding that all agree. For if, by ill luck, people understood each other, they would never agree.
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where read more
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
Any fool can criticize, condemn and complain and most fools do.
Any fool can criticize, condemn and complain and most fools do.
Those who do not read criticism will rarely merit to be
criticised.
Those who do not read criticism will rarely merit to be
criticised.
Do what you feel in your heart to be right – for you’ll be criticized anyway.
Do what you feel in your heart to be right – for you’ll be criticized anyway.
"I'm an owl: you're another. Sir Critic, good day." And the
barber kept on shaving.
"I'm an owl: you're another. Sir Critic, good day." And the
barber kept on shaving.
