Our planning consisted of starting up our project by generating some income through t-shirts and small products. Then we worked our way up with art shows and art projects that I’m creating under our collective. Only then did we announce the comic b...
Gostaria que alguém tentasse escrever um dia uma história trágica da literatura, na qual expusesse como as diferentes nações, cada uma das quais deposita seu maior orgulho nos grandes escritores e artistas que tem a exibir, trataram esses homens...
Grady Fuson: Artie, who do you like? Art Howe: I like Perez. He's got a classy swing, its a real clean stroke. Scout Barry: He can't hit a curve ball. Art Howe: Yea, there's some work to be done, I'll admit that. Scout Barry: Yea there is. Art Howe: ...
For I wondered that others, subject to death, did live, since he whom I loved, as if he should never die, was dead; and I wondered yet more that myself, who was to him a second self, could live, he being dead. Well said one of his friend, "Thou half ...
Twas noontide of summer, And mid-time of night; And stars, in their orbits, Shone pale, thro' the light Of the brighter, cold moon, 'Mid planets her slaves, Herself in the Heavens, Her beam on the waves. I gazed awhile On her cold smile; Too cold–t...
No one can sing well, play well, or write well, without living through moments of the deepest pain and anguish. Every real talent has known times of torturing depression when the heart in its agony has cried out to God: “Why hast Thou forsaken me? ...
Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will! Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love. Why, then, O bra...
Often a Christian man or woman falls prey to that cruel and vexatious spirit, wondering how to find marriage, who, when, where? It is on God that we should wait, as a waiter waits--not for but on the customer--alert, watchful, attentive, with no agen...
Our two souls therefore, which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to aery thinness beat. If they be two, they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two ; Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show To move, b...
Henry,' at last said one, again dipping the spoon into the flaming spirit, 'hast thou read Hoffman?' 'I should think so,' said Henry. 'What think you of him?' 'Why, that he writes admirably; and, moreover, what is more admirable - in such a manner th...
Lenny: Charlie, where the hell have you been? I've been waiting by this phone for 3 hours man. Charlie: Take it easy, I was just buying some clothes. Lenny: Charlie we are in serious trouble. Serious trouble and you're buying clothes. Charlie: What t...
Elaine: [Book has just dropped off Rachel and Samuel at Elaine's] How could you do this to me tonight? John Book: It's important! Elaine: [Elaine runs upstairs and gets Rachel and Samuel settled, then runs down to chastise John] I told you I had comp...
I venture to suggest that the one vital quality which they had in common was spiritual receptivity. Something in them was open to heaven, something which urged them Godward. Without attempting anything like a profound analysis I shall say simply that...
...the arts and criminality have always flourished side by side.
The Earth is Art, The Photographer is only a Witness
Magic is the art of thinking, not strength or language.
I couldn’t decide whether it was better to be the art, or the artist.
You can’t enjoy art or books in a hurry.
I wouldn't want to do an average fashion line. I'd want it to be an amazing piece of art.
Architecture is a visual art, and the buildings speak for themselves.
I don't know any architects that I respect who don't have their own voice. I think the difference between architecture and the other arts is your immersion in reality.