All union is effected by love, and love is not love without trust.
Everything in nature is formed upon the sphere, the cone and the cylinder. One must learn to paint these simple figures and then one can do all that he may wish.
I have to keep working, not to arrive at finish, which arouses the admiration of fools. . . I must seek completion only for the pleasure of being truer and more knowing.
It's so fine and yet so terrible to stand in front of a blank canvas.
With an apple I will astonish Paris.
For an Impressionist to paint from nature is not to paint the subject, but to realize sensations.
See nature in terms of the cone, the cylinder, and the sphere.
You can then further enhance the process of writing by forming the clear intention that your Higher Self will influence your writing.
Put a small child in a playpen with an apple and a bunny. If she eats the apple and plays with the bunny, she's normal;but if she eats the bunny and plays with the apple, I'll buy you a new car. Somewhere along the line we must have been TAUGHT to do the wrong thing.
Anxieties about ourselves endure. If our proper study is indeed the study of humankind, then it has seemed-and still seems-to many that the study is dangerous. Perhaps we shall find out that we were not what we took ourselves to be. But if the historical development of science has indeed sometimes pricked our vanity, it has not plunged us into an abyss of immorality. Arguably, it has liberated us from misconceptions, and thereby aided us in our moral progress.
But Carroll's were more convoluted, and they struck me as funny in a new way: 1) Babies are illogical. 2) Nobody is despised who can manage a crocodile. 3) Illogical persons are despised. Therefore, babies cannot manage crocodiles. And: 1) No interesting poems are unpopular among people of real taste. 2) No modern poetry is free from affectation. 3) All of your poems are on the subject of soap bubbles. 4) No affected poetry is popular among people of taste. 5) Only a modern poem would be on the subject of soap bubbles. Therefore, all your poems are uninteresting.