Quotes About Expression

This is what happens: you imagine the things I will say and then say them for me and then become angry with them. Without my mouth; it never opens. You speak to yourself, inventing sides. This itself is the habit of children: lazy, lonely, self. I

This is PCE's core fallacy—that a society's mode of expression is productive of its attitudes rather than a product of those attitudes 63 —and of course it's nothing but the obverse of the politically conservative SNOOT's delusion that social change can be retarded by restricting change in standard usage.

Ndiawar is bent to an open drawer. 'Your new art therapy person,' he says to Yang. Yang looks Day in the eye. 'Look, man' he says. 'I rotate three-dimension objects. Mentally.

live in an era of terrible preoccupation with presentation and interpretation, one in which the relations between who someone is and what he believes and how he "expresses himself" 70 have been thrown into big-time flux.

How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it's just words.

But they're shit.' 'And yet at the same time they're art. Exquisite pieces of art. They're literally incredible.' 'No, they're literally shit is literally what they are.

La belleza no es la meta de los deportes de competición y, sin embargo, los deportes de élite son un vehículo perfecto para la expresión de la belleza humana. La relación que guardan ambas cosas entre sí viene a ser un poco como la que hay entre la valentía y la guerra».

La belleza no es un objetivo de los deportes competitivos, pero los deportes de alto nivel son escenarios privilegiados para la expresión de la belleza humana. La relación se aproxima a la que existe entre la valentía y la guerra

The speech fascinated him. His ear caught the rhythm of it and he noted their idioms and worked some of them into his patter. He had found the reason behind the peculiar, drawling language of the old carny hands—it was a composite of all the sprawling regions of the country. A language which sounded Southern to Southerners, Western to Westerners. It was the talk of the soil and its drawl covered the agility of the brains that poured it out. It was a soothing, illiterate, earthy language.

if you are not allowed to touch the heart sometimes in spite of syntax, and are not to be loved until you all know the difference between trimeter and trameter, may all Poetry go to the deuce, and every schoolmaster perish miserably!

But oh, mesdames, if you are not allowed to touch the heart sometimes in spite of syntax, and are not to be loved until you all know the difference between trimeter and tetrameter, may all Poetry go to the deuce, and every schoolmaster perish miserably!

Oh, brother wearers of motley, are there not moments when one grows sick of grinning and trembling and the jingling of cap and bells?

There are a thousand thoughts lying within a man that he does not know till he takes up a pen to write.

Art is the expression of man's pleasure in labour.

Mais s'ils travaillent en s'appuyant sur la tradition intelligente, leur ouvrage sera l'expression de leur coopération harmonieuse et du plaisir qu'ils y ont pris. Aucune intelligence, même de la plus basse espèce qui soit, n'y a été écrasée ; au contraire, elle a été plutôt subordonnée et utilisée afin que personne, du maître au plus modeste ouvrier, ne puisse s'écrier : c'est mon oeuvre

En résumé, [à toutes les époque], le meilleur artiste restait encore un artisan, le plus humble des artisans était un artiste.

Telle est la position de l'art de nos jours. Il est sans défense et fragilisé au milieu de l'océan de la brutalité utilitaire.

B UT, knowing now that they would have her speak, She threw her wet hair backward from her brow

It's too bad for us 'literary' enthusiast, but it's the truth nevertheless — pictures tell any story more effectively than words.

I have always been a Laugher, disturbing people who are not laughers, upsetting whole audiences at theatres... I laugh, that's all. I love to laugh. Laugher to me is being alive. I have had rotten times, and I have laughed through them. Even in the midst of the very worst times I have laughed.

Although I write in English, and despite the fact that I'm from America, I consider myself an Armenian writer. The words I use are in English, the surroundings I write about are American, but the soul, which makes me write, is Armenian. This means I am an Armenian writer and deeply love the honor of being a part of the family of Armenian wrtiters.

If I want to do anything, I want to speak a more universal language.

All great art has madness, and quite a lot of bad art has it, too.

Their singing wasn't particularly good, but the feeling with which they sang was not bad at all.