High art alone is eternal and the bust outlives the city.
[Fr., L'Art supreme
Seule a l'eternite
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High art alone is eternal and the bust outlives the city.
[Fr., L'Art supreme
Seule a l'eternite
Et le buste
Survit la cite.]

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.

The conscious utterance of thought, by speech or action, to any
end, is art.

The conscious utterance of thought, by speech or action, to any
end, is art.

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.

The canvas glow'd beyond ev'n nature warm;
The pregnant quarry teem'd with human form.

The canvas glow'd beyond ev'n nature warm;
The pregnant quarry teem'd with human form.

For art to exist, for any sort of aesthetic activity or perception to exist, a certain physiological precondition is indispensable: read more

For art to exist, for any sort of aesthetic activity or perception to exist, a certain physiological precondition is indispensable: intoxication

The perfection of an art consists in the employment of a
comprehensive system of laws, commensurate to every purpose read more

The perfection of an art consists in the employment of a
comprehensive system of laws, commensurate to every purpose
within its scope, but concealed from the eye of the spectator;
and in the production of effects that seem to flow forth
spontaneously, as though uncontrolled by their influence, and
which are equally excellent, whether regarded individually, or in
reference to the proposed result.

Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own
nature into his pictures.

Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own
nature into his pictures.

All the arts which belong to polished life have some common tie,
and are connect as it were by read more

All the arts which belong to polished life have some common tie,
and are connect as it were by some relationship.
[Lat., Etenim omnes artes, quae ad humanitatem pertinent, habent
quoddam commune vinculum, et quasi cognatione quadam inter se
continentur.]