Quotes About Expression

Many attempts have been made by writers on art and poetry to define beauty in the abstract, to express it in the most general terms, to find some universal formula for it.

La filosofía antiemoción sigue vigente en infinidad de lugares y subculturas

Dejar constancia de la divergencia y expresar un sentimiento de inconformidad, aunque no genere un cambio inmediato en el ambiente, es un procedimiento que fortalece la autoestima y evita la acumulación de basura en la memoria.

Un sexo sin creatividad es demasiado animal.

Participo de la vida social e incluso con el bien común, pero siendo YO. Así, con mayúsculas.

Conozco personas que podrían manejar las relaciones árabe-israelíes o Moscú- Washington a la perfección, pero que no son capaces de expresar amor a sus seres queridos. La diplomacia es una profesión peligrosa.

Cuanto más expreses, menos tendrás para almacenar. Mientras que la postergación cierra las puertas de evacuación, la prudencia exagerada apenas las abre.

La potencia intelectual de un hombre se mide por la dosis de humor que es capaz de utilizar. NIETZSCHE

La ignorancia emocional se conoce con el nombre de alexitimia, y significa incapacidad de lectura emocional.

Literature is the effort of man to indemnify himself for the wrongs of his condition.

Prose on certain occasions can bear a great deal of poetry; on the other hand, poetry sinks and swoons under a moderate weight of prose.

Cats ask plainly for what they want.

There is delight in singing, though none hear beside the singer.

With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.

Let us leave the labels to those who have little else wherewith to cover their nakedness.

Mom stopped reading, closed the book, and started laughing her ass off. Behind her a bunch of old dudes reading newspapers looked up at her, all disapproving, like she'd just farted or something.

Ted did part of St. Denis's poetry tours with her.

I failed, he said, I got talking my ideas. It's my greatest failing.

Helen, who was wild to be doing, and who had no patience for the limitation of words, or of thoughts, or even of the body, though she trusted the body most.

My smile did not seem to be working. I used to have a good one. Now I get the feeling people regard it as something I just drop over my face, like a page on a flip chart.

But probably my favorite music, believe it or not, is sad music.

Language, like woman, Look best when free, undressed.

There are two ways of being creative. One can sing and dance. Or one can create an environment in which singers and dancers flourish.

That, right there, is a beautiful question for the ages: What do you want to say? Why does it need to be said? What if you could say it in a way that has never before been done? How might you do that?