Quotes About Expression

I understood that I was inventing myself, and that I was doing this more in the way of a painter than in the way of a scientist. I could not count on precision or calculation; I could only count on intuition.

The really great writers are people like Emily Bronte who sit in a room and write out of their limited experience and unlimited imagination.

Writers turn dreams into print.

Jack," said Charles, "he's making up words again." "Yes," Jack replied, "but he's getting better at it, don't you think?

Mauve is just pink trying to be purple.

You shouldn't say it is not good. You should say, you do not like it and then, you know, you're perfectly safe.

Words cannot embody; they can only describe.

Isn't every human being both a scientist and an artist; and in writing of human experience, isn't there a good deal to be said for recognizing that fact and for using both methods?

It was graffiti tagging for rich people, except they used plaques instead of spray paint.

A cape?" CeeCee said. "What kind of a moron wears a cape? Oh, &%$#!

Do I look like the flower type of guy?

I'm not into caps with lots of diamonds on them, like KP.

Take time every day to laugh, to think, to cry.

To imagine a language is to imagine a form of life.

What can be shown, cannot be said.

Mi ha mostrato ciò vividamente una delle novelle giovanili di Thomas Mann. Il grande genio esprime sì la cultura dominante, ma è impossibile che non faccia trapelare l'inquietudine rimanente in essa, e l'inadempienza ultima di essa. Il titolo di quella novella è Il piccolo signor Friedemann.

The community is the dimension and condition necessary for the human seed to bear fruit. For this reason, we can say that the true, the most intelligent persecution, is not the one employed by Nero and his amphitheatre of wild beasts or the concentration camp. The most ferocious persecution is the modern state's attempt to block the expression of the communital dimension of the religious phenomenon.

I would love to spend all my time writing to you I'd love to share with you all that goes through my mind, all that weighs on my heart, all that gives air to my soul phantoms of art, dreams that would be so beautiful if they could come true.

Big Angel didn't speak, just beamed like some small lighthouse.

Lately," said Hubbard, "I have been considering language to be the enemy.

People daily speak a quilt of words, and continents and nations and tribes and even enemies dance all over your mouth when you speak. The tongue seems to know no race, no affiliation, no breed, no caste, no order, no genus, no lineage.

Art is made by the alone for the alone.

Art is memory's mise-en-scene.

I believe in an "emotional architecture." It is very important for human kind that architecture should move by its beauty; if there are many equally valid technical solutions to a problem, the one which offers the user a message of beauty and emotion, that one is architecture.