Quotes About Emotion

It's not fair. It's not fair," she cried, knowing it was a child's argument but not caring, because being childish did not make it untrue.

The fastest way to lose an argument is to lose your temper.

Argument does not soften, but rather hardens, the obdurate heart.

All verbal spats have silent winners.

Anger is never without an argument, but seldom with a good one.

Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

If words were adequate to describe fully what the dance can do, there would be no reason for all the mighty muscular effort, the discomfort, the sweat and the splendors of that art.

I'm not an abstractionist. I'm not interested in the relationship of color or form or anything else. I'm interested only in expressing basic human emotions: tragedy, ecstasy, doom, and so on.

If I create from the heart, nearly everything works; if from the head, almost nothing.

The painting rises from the brushstrokes as a poem rises from the words. The meaning comes later.

Art is a weapon that penetrates the eyes, the ears, the deepest and subtlest human feelings.

The act of painting is about one heart telling another heart where he found salvation.

Where there is no heart there is no art.

One eye sees, the other feels.

The observer must learn to look at the picture as a graphic representation of a mood and not as a representation of objects.

If you are only moved by color relationships, you are missing the point. I am interested in expressing the big emotions - tragedy, ecstasy, doom.

The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.

Dance is not an exercise. Dance is an art.

No form of art goes beyond ordinary consciousness as film does, straight to our emotions, deep into the twilight room of the soul.

Art to me is an anecdote of the spirit.

Without art, the crudeness of reality would make the world unbearable.

Art is like a lover whom you run away from but who comes back and picks you up.

All colors are the friends of their neighbors and the lovers of their opposites.

The painter makes real to others his innermost feelings about all that he cares for. A secret becomes known to everyone who views the picture through the intensity with which it is felt.