Nathaniel Parker Willis Quotes
The dust is old upon my "sandal-shoon,"
And still I am a pilgrim; I have roved
From wild America to Bosphor's waters,
And worshipp'd at innumerable shrines
Of beauty; and the painter's art, to me,
And sculpture, speak as with a living tongue,
And of dead kingdoms, I recall the soul,
Sitting amid their ruins.
Nathaniel Parker Willis
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All art is propaganda, and ever must be, despite the wailing of the purists. I stand in utter shamelessness and say that whatever art I have for writing has been used always for propaganda for gaining the right of black folk to love and enjoy. I do not care a damn for any art that is not used for propaganda.
W. E. B. Du Bois
Artists talk in 'art speak.'
Damian Loeb
There was a lake beneath me, but the big, heavy parachute which had to be opened two miles above the ground couldn't be steered. My first thought was, 'Lord, they send just one woman into space, and she has to end up in the water.'
Valentina Tereshkova
Art is Art. Everything else is everything else.
Ad Reinhardt
Art is the way people see things, and I think it's great when individuals can find in fashion something they truly believe is artistic.
Olivier Theyskens
There is in fact no such thing as art for art's sake, art that stands above classes, art that is detached from or independent of politics. Proletarian literature and art are part of the whole proletarian revolutionary cause.
Mao Zedong
To speak of oneself means to lay bare one's own soul, expose it like a body to the sun. To lay bare one's own soul is not at all like taking off one's brassiere on a crowded beach!
Oriana Fallaci
It's true that there are people who live the idea of being an artist, as opposed to the idea of making art.
Daniel Alarcon
What we want from art is whatever is missing from the lives we are already living and making. Something is always missing, and so art-making is endless.
Jane Hirshfield
Religion is the supreme art of humanity.
Abba Hillel Silver
I used to slap my hip to keep a beat.
Joe Cocker
The dust is old upon my "sandal-shoon,"
And still I am a pilgrim; I have roved
From wild America to Bosphor's waters,
And worshipp'd at innumerable shrines
Of beauty; and the painter's art, to me,
And sculpture, speak as with a living tongue,
And of dead kingdoms, I recall the soul,
Sitting amid their ruins.
Nathaniel Parker Willis
