When I awake Yesterday is far away When I awake I don't recall your name, my only friend.
I was engaged in all the required courses of math and geometry, but the area that I blossomed in was the art program.
You can find inspiration in everything. If you can't, then you're not looking properly.
What I adore is mixing the unexpected, things you don't imagine should go together
Stop making sense. Logic is predictable. Think differently.
Don't dress for fashion, dress for yourself
Many people look but they do not see.
I want to be a popular novelist who's also serious, or a serious novelist who's also very accessible.
The element of heroic maleness had always been present in the concept of the artist as one who rides the winged horse above the clouds beyond the sight of lesser men, a concept seldom applied to those who worked with colours until the nineteenth century. When the inevitable question is asked, "Why are there no great women artists?" it is this dimension of art that is implied. The askers know little of art, but they know the seven wonders of the painting world.
I pondered all these things, and how men fight and lose the battle, and the thing that they fought for comes about in spite of their defeat, and when it comes turns out not to be what they meant, and other men have to fight for what they meant under another name.
Too quick despairer, wherefore wilt thou go? Soon will the high Midsummer pomps come on, Soon will the musk carnations break and swell.