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To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells

He who cheats with an oath acknowledges that he is afraid of his enemy, but that he thinks little of God.

For the mind does not require filling like a bottle, but rather, like wood, it only requires kindling to create in it an impulse to think independently and an ardent desire for the truth.

But if we are guided by me we shall believe that the soul is immortal and capable of enduring all extremes of good and evil, and so we shall hold ever to the upward way and pursue righteousness with wisdom always and ever.

This was the end, Echekrates, of our friend; a man of whom we may say that of all whom we met at that time he was the wisest and justest and best.

Six characters in search of an author.

We all know that Art is not truth. Art is a lie that makes us realize truth.

We all know that Art is not truth. Art is a lie that makes us realize truth.

God is really only another artist. He invented the giraffe, the elephant, and the cat. He has no real style. He just goes on trying other things.

I paint objects as I think them, not as I see them.

When I was the age of these children I could draw like Raphael: it took me many years to learn how to draw like these children.

The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider’s web.

The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider’s web.

No, painting is not made to decorate apartments. It’s an offensive and defensive weapon against the enemy.

When we see a natural style, we are quite surprised and delighted, for we expected to see an author and we find a man.

The last thing one knows in constructing a work is what to put first.

The last thing one knows in constructing a work is what to put first.

I have made this [letter] longer than usual, only because I have not had the time to make it shorter.

Wit has truth in it; wise-cracking is simply callisthenics with words.

Where’s the man could ease a heart like a satin gown?

If, with the literate, I am

Don’t you see that the whole aim of Newspeak is to narrow the range of thought? In the end we shall make thoughtcrime literally impossible, because there will be no words in which to express it.

Good prose is like a window-pane.

Filling a space in a beautiful way. That’s what art means to me.