Quotes About Expression

I put the kitch into kitchen.

Painting calmed the chaos that shook my soul.

He] starts to talk and stops, feeling his way, as if it's all clogged up rusty inside.

I want to be clear about this. If you wrote from experience, you'd get maybe one book, maybe three poems. Writers write from empathy.

You must be unintimidated by your own thoughts because if you write with someone looking over you shoulder, you'll never write.

I've not learned the acceptable way of saying you fascinate me...I've not even learned how to say I like you without frightening people away-

daddy says the world is a drum tight and hard and i told him i'm gonna beat out my own rhythm

Writers don't write from experience, although many are hesitant to admit that they don't. ...If you wrote from experience, you'd get maybe one book, maybe three poems. Writers write from empathy.

So don't tell me that I can't fit in. My heart beats like a talking drum.

MY BLACK ME My father fed me Invisible Man, Native Son, No Longer at Ease, Black Man's Burden, and the more I read, the madder I got, and I already had reason to scream, but my father kept me dreaming of what words I might bring to the world.

Van Gogh became a painter because he had no ear for music.

I was so happy every morning when I woke up that I was pissing smiley faces.

Stay beautiful, keep it ugly.

Shut the f@@k up

Daughter of a Sikh father and a Hungarian mother, Amrita Sher-Gil in her short life (1913–41) transformed the course of Indian art. In her oft-quoted words: 'Europe belongs to Picasso, Matisse and Braque and many others. India belongs only to me.

A própria sincera, ao expressar-se, torna-se insincera.

No es posible pensar sistemáticamente sin escribir.

A word aptly uttered or written cannot be cut away by an axe.

It is well-known that there are many faces in the world over the finishing of which nature did not take much trouble, did not employ any fine tools such as files, gimlets, and so on, but simply hacked them out with round strokes: one chop-a nose appears; another chop-lips appear; eyes are scooped out with a big drill; and she lets it go into the world rough-hewn, saing: "ALIVE!

He disregarded everything, he gave everything to art. He tirelessly visited galleries, spent whole hours standing before the works of great masters, grasped and pursued a wondrous brush. He never finished anything without testing himself several times by these great teachers and reading wordless but eloquent advice for himself in their paintings.

A Russian peasant scratching the back of his head means many different things.

Un artista anche nell'angoscia esprime tranquillità.

The "laughter through tears of sorrow" that Pushkin noted elsewhere in his work is precisely laughter. The images it produces are too deeply ambiguous to bear any social message.

In the old man's face there was nothing very special - save that the chin was so greatly projected that whenever he spoke he was forced to wipe it with a handkerchief to avoid dribbling.