Quotes About Expression

El tema de la envidia es muy español. Los españoles siempre están pensando en la envidia. Para decir que algo es bueno dicen: Es envidiable.

I don't think you should try to be loyal to your century or your opinions, because you are being loyal to them all the time. You have a certain voice, a certain kind of face, a certain way of writing, and you can't run away from them even if you want to. So why bother to be modern or contemporary, since you can't be anything else?

Mir Bahadur Alí, lo hemos visto, es incapaz de soslayar la más burda de las tentaciones del arte: la de ser un genio.

La segunda, que un famoso poeta es menos inventor que descubridor.

El concepto de arte comprometido es una ingenuidad porque nadie sabe del todo lo que ejecuta. (The notion of art as a compromise is a simplification, for no one knows entirely what they are doing.)

Alc?tuirea de c?rÅ£i vaste este o nes?buin?? obositoare ÅŸi aduc?toare de s?r?cie; s? întinzi pe cinci sute de pagini o idee a c?rei perfect? expunere oral? încape în cîteva cuvinte

All men who repeat a line from Shakespeare are William Shakespeare.

Para un verdadero poeta, cada momento de la vida, cada hecho, debería ser poético, ya que profundamente lo es.

Mi deplorable condición de argentino me impedirá incurrir en el ditirambo — género obligatorio en el Uruguay—, cuando el tema es un uruguayo.

Leer, por lo pronto, es una actividad posterior a la de escribir: más resignada, más civil, más intelectual

Dresser des listes est l'une des plus anciennes activités du poète.

Writing is nothing more than a guided dream

One line plus one line results in many meanings.

It's the only dish I serve my craziness for color in.

I was for years in the yellow period, you know.

color is the most relative medium in art

I have never bothered or asked", Goethe said to Friedrich Soret in 1830, "in what way I was useful to society as a whole; I contented myself with expressing what I recognized as good and true. That has certainly been useful in a wide circle; but that was not the aim; it was the necessary result."35

Aurore sketched—it would always be her pleasure—and scribbled—it was her passion...

Would not the characters of her many novels be the search, if not the expression, of her many selves? Add the thousands of letters sent, as if cast upon the sea in so many bottles, in the search for understanding, for love... (...)

In May 1830, when in Paris alone with little Maurice, she found herself going to museums—the Louvre, the Luxembourg. It was not the first time, but she returned again and again, as if drunk and nailed to the Titians, the Tintorettos, the Rubens. She suddenly responded to painting as she had long before to music. Whatever métier, whatever trade or profession she would choose, she knew she would be an artist—in letters, in life, in her very being.

C'est une longue histoire, je crois. (...) Je désirais la lui raconter sans détours, mais je ne la voyais pas ainsi. Les histoires sont toujours pleines de détours.

in the business of writing what one accumulates is not expertise but uncertainties. Which is but another name for craft.

T]he accumulation of things not spelled out, not properly articulated, may result in neurosis.

What gets left of a man amounts to a part. To his spoken part. To a part of speech