His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand;
His manners were gentle, complying, and bland;
Still born to read more

His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand;
His manners were gentle, complying, and bland;
Still born to improve in every part,
His pencil out faces, his manners are heart.

Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

Art is running away without ever leaving home.

Art is running away without ever leaving home.

We have learned to whittle the Eden Tree to the shape of a
surplice peg,
We have learned read more

We have learned to whittle the Eden Tree to the shape of a
surplice peg,
We have learned to bottle our parent twain in the yelk of an
addled egg.
We know that the tail must wag the dog, for the horse is drawn by
the cart,
But the devil never whoops, as he of old; It's clever, but is it
art?

Art supplies constantly to contemplation what nature seldom affords in concrete experience — the union of life and peace.

Art supplies constantly to contemplation what nature seldom affords in concrete experience — the union of life and peace.

The moment you think you understand a great work of art, it's dead for you.

The moment you think you understand a great work of art, it's dead for you.

Treat a work of art like a prince. Let it speak to you first.

Treat a work of art like a prince. Let it speak to you first.

Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let read more

Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.

The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery.

The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery.