As a soldier, I survived World War I when most of my comrades did not.
Consciousness is a sea ringed with visions.
True dreams and visions should be as visible to the artist as the phenomena of the objective world.
Open your eyes at last and see. . . now I will open the book of the world for you,there are no words in it,just pictures
All that's left now is purely poetic work, putting more life into individual places, as I've made so sure of the fundamental mood and dimension of expression that it won't leave me groping around in uncertainty any more.
I try to keep my sitters moving and talking, to make them forget they are being painted. This has nothing to do with extracting intimate secrets or confessions, but rather with establishing, in motion, an essential image of the kind that remains in memory or recurs in dreams.
However ugly a face may be, we can discover some beauty in it if we first experience wonder before it and then begin to understand it, too.
I had a talk with the president of my publisher, and he averred that e-books are dropping off. So I wonder if the potential advantages are really going to happen as quickly as they ought.
I smiled at him, as Doyle squeezed my hand and I squeezed back. "Some people are addicted to falling in love, Doctor. Some people love that rush of new emotions, and when that first rush of new love is spent, they move on to the next, thinking the love wasn't real. What I felt in her, and potentially in you, is the love of years. Love that knows that that first rush of freshness isn't the real thing. It's the tip of the iceberg.
Should we force science down the throats of those that have no taste for it ? Is it our duty to drag them kicking and screaming into the twenty-first century ? I am afraid that it is.
Sometimes when you see things online, it's very consuming.