Art is contemplation. It is the pleasure of the mind which searches into nature and which there divines the spirit read more

Art is contemplation. It is the pleasure of the mind which searches into nature and which there divines the spirit of which Nature herself is animated.

Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his read more

Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his providence. Art is the perfection
of nature. Were the world now as it was the sixth day, there
were yet a chaos. Nature hath made one world, and art another.
In brief, all things are artificial; for nature is the art of
God.

Art is not what you see, but what you make others see.

Art is not what you see, but what you make others see.

Art is running away without ever leaving home.

Art is running away without ever leaving home.

Art always has something of the unconscious about it.

Art always has something of the unconscious about it.

Any authentic work of art must start an argument between the artist and his audience.rn

Any authentic work of art must start an argument between the artist and his audience.rn

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.

To a true artist only that face is beautiful which, quite apart from its exterior, shines with the truth within read more

To a true artist only that face is beautiful which, quite apart from its exterior, shines with the truth within the soul

As all Nature's thousands changes
But one changeless God proclaim;
So in Art's wide kingdom ranges
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As all Nature's thousands changes
But one changeless God proclaim;
So in Art's wide kingdom ranges
One sole meaning still the same:
This is Truth, eternal Reason,
Which from Beauty takes its dress,
And serene through time and season
Stands aye in loveliness.