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.
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We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us.
We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us.
I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.
I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.
In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they're still read more
In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they're still beautiful.
A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.
A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.
If there's a power above us, (and that there is all nature cries
aloud
Through all her works) read more
If there's a power above us, (and that there is all nature cries
aloud
Through all her works) he must delight in virtue.
There are many paths to the top of the mountain, but only one view.
There are many paths to the top of the mountain, but only one view.
The temple of art is built of words. Painting and sculpture and
music are but the blazon of its read more
The temple of art is built of words. Painting and sculpture and
music are but the blazon of its windows, borrowing all their
significance from the light, and suggestive only of the temple's
uses.
- Josiah Gilbert Holland (used pseudonym Timothy Titcomb),
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. read more
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass - grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls.
There is no prejudice that the work of art does not finally overcome.
There is no prejudice that the work of art does not finally overcome.
