Quotes About Expression

Everything falls into the hands of music eventually. The only thing that ever rescued me was listening to a big voice. There are years accumulated in a sound.

To summon things into being by the mysterious alchemy of language. Atlantic. Atlas. Aloft. He was holding the image of his own people up: sometimes it was weight enough to stagger under.

He would not become soft. It was exhaustion he wanted—it helped him write. He needed each of his words to appreciate the weight they bore. He felt like he was lifting them and then letting them drop to the end of his fingers

Further along, one of Picasso's doves of peace with an Armalite, not an olive branch, in its mouth.

you soon find out how loud the silence really is. everything unsaid leads eventually to what is said.

The disconnect between his mouth and his mind. That's where the camera came in. It was the unspoken thing between him and the others.

Ullmann had once written that the secret of every work of art was the annihilation of matter through form.

Her smile colud've broen glass.

They have a deep need just to talk, just to tell a story, however small or reckless.

And if you were to come across her unexpectedly on the road, your heart would not beat faster like a trapped bird fluttering in your chest?" "A trapped bird?" Gray laughed. "Good God, man, what has come over you?" "I was trying to be poetical," Win said in a lofty manner. "I have the heart of a poet, you know." "You do not.

Le Silence est la Poésie meme pour moi.

Le Silence est la Poésie même pour moi.

Literature is a dictation of soul

In his creative work the artist is dependent on sources and resources deriving from the spiritual unconscious.

Love is as primary a phenomenon as sex. Normally, sex is a mode of expression for love. Sex is justified, even sanctified, as soon as, but only as long as, it is a vehicle of love. Thus love is not understood as a mere side-effect of sex; rather, sex is a way of expressing the experience of that ultimate togetherness which is called love.

Whereupon I react by reporting that in the first place I do not at all see in the bestseller status of my book an achievement and accomplishment on my part but rather an expression of the misery of our time: of hundreds of thousands of people reach out firma book whose very title promises to deal with the questions of a meaning to life, it must be a question that burns under their fingernails.

The immediate influence of behavior is always more effective than that of words. But

everyone's task is as unique as is his specific opportunity to implement it.

Love is as primary a phenomenon as sex. Normally, sex is a mode of expression for love. Sex is justified, even sanctified, as soon as, but only as long as, it is a vehicle of love.

Kami benci kalau harus bercerita tentang pengalaman kami. Tidak ada penjelasan yang perlu diberikan untuk mereka yang pernah menjalaninya, dan mereka yang tidak langsung merasakannya tidak akan pernah memahami bagaimana perasaan kami saat itu dan perasaan kami sekarang.

S]ex is devalued insofar as it is dehumanized. Sex in humans is always more than mere sex. It serves as the bodily expression of a relationship on the human level; it functions as a vehicle of a personal relationship.

Seit ich weiss, dass man mit Text nichts mitteilen kann, kann ich Texte verstehen.

The story ends with a crack the actor Hans Conreid made on seeing my two hundred black and white pots. Said Hans, You're one actor no one will ever be able to say he hasn't got a pot to... End quote.

I blew my nose, blotted my eyes, buried as much of my face as I could in my handkerchief, and blurted out a feeble: Sorry...something in my eye. The voice said: Yes...beauty.