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I don't want to see pictures of Hollywood stars in their dressing gowns taking out the rubbish. It ruins the read more
I don't want to see pictures of Hollywood stars in their dressing gowns taking out the rubbish. It ruins the fantasy.
Only those who attempt the absurd will achieve the impossible. I think it's in my basement... let me go upstairs read more
Only those who attempt the absurd will achieve the impossible. I think it's in my basement... let me go upstairs and check.
My mother said to me, "If you are a soldier, you will become a general. If you are a monk, read more
My mother said to me, "If you are a soldier, you will become a general. If you are a monk, you will become the Pope." Instead, I was a painter, and became Picasso.
The work of art, just like any fragment of human life considered in its deepest meaning, seems to me devoid read more
The work of art, just like any fragment of human life considered in its deepest meaning, seems to me devoid of value if it does not offer the hardness, the rigidity, the regularity, the luster on every interior and exterior facet, of the crystal.
The true work of art is but a shadow of the divine perfection.
The true work of art is but a shadow of the divine perfection.
No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did, he would cease to be an artist.
No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did, he would cease to be an artist.
Thurber did not write the way a surgeon operates, he wrote the way a child skips rope, the way a read more
Thurber did not write the way a surgeon operates, he wrote the way a child skips rope, the way a mouse waltzes.
There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept.
There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept.
As for types like my own, obscurely motivated by the conviction that our existence was worthless if we didn't make read more
As for types like my own, obscurely motivated by the conviction that our existence was worthless if we didn't make a turning point of it, we were assigned to the humanities, to poetry, philosophy, painting -- the nursery games of humankind, which had to be left behind when the age of science began. The humanities would be called upon to choose a wallpaper for the crypt, as the end drew near.