It is not talking but walking that will bring us to heaven.
There must be some one quality without which a work of art cannot exist; possessing which, in the least degree, no work is altogether worthless.
The forms of art are inexhaustible; but all lead by the same road of aesthetic emotion to the same world of aesthetic ecstasy.
A rose is the visible result of an infinitude of complicated goings on in the bosom of the earth and in the air above, and similarly a work of art is the product of strange activities in the human mind.
What quality is shared by all objects that provoke our aesthetic emotions? Only one answer seems possible— significant form. In each, lines and colors combined in a particular way; certain forms and relations of forms, stir our aesthetic emotions. These relations and combinations of lines and colors, these aesthetically moving forms, I call ‘Significant Form’; and ‘Significant Form’ is the one quality common to all works of visual art.
Only reason can convince us of those three fundamental truths without a recognition of which there can be no effective liberty: that what we believe is not necessarily true; that what we like is not necessarily good; and that all questions are open.
We have no other means of recognising a work of art than our feeling for it.
At Shea Stadium, I saw the top of the mountain.
How fugitive and brief is mortal life between the budding and the falling leaf.
The care of human life and happiness, and not their destruction, is the first and only object of good government.
The people of Earth are emerging from an amnesiac-like state of collective shock, which has blocked the influx of spiritual knowledge into the human gene pool. And while it is quite obvious to many that “You create your reality”, the vast majority of humans still need to be awakened from the unconsciously controlled trance of powerlessness that they voluntarily took on.