Art and artists

Art conceals the artist for more completely than it ever reveals him.

Art is always more abstract than we fancy.

Art should bee unconscious, ideal, and remote.

Art is a malady.

Art has a soul, but man had not.

Art has no influence upon action. It annihilates the desire to act. It is superbly sterile.

Romantic art begins with its climax.

Medieval art is charming, but medieval emotions are of date.

An artist should create beautiful things, but should put nothing of his own life into them.

Artists, who are personally delightful, are bad artists. Good artists exist simply in what

they make, and consequently are perfectly uninteresting in what they are.

People who act, lead the most commonplace lives.

There are only two eras of any importance in the worlds history. The first is the appearance of a new medium for art, and second is the appearance of a new personality for art also.

We live in an age when men treat art as if were meant to be a form of autobiography. We have lost the abstract sense of beauty.

The passion one feels in creation is ever really shown in the work one creates.

Every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artists, not of the sitter. The sitter is merely the accident.

Beauty and intellect

Beauty, real beauty, ends where an intellectual expression begins. Intellect is in itself a mode of exaggeration, and destroys the harmony of any face.

The moment one sits down to think, one becomes all nose, or all forehead, or something horrid.

Beauty is a form of Genius - is higher, indeed, than Genius, as it needs no explanation.

Beauty is not so superficial as Thought is.

The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible.

Genius lasts longer than Beauty.

Music and words

Music is not articulate, it is not a new world, but rather another chaos, that is created in us.

If one hears bad music, it is ones duty to drown it in conversation.

Words seemed to be able to a give plastic form to formless things, and to have a music of their own as sweet as that of viola or of lute.

It is simply expression that gives reality to things.

One should never put one's worship into words.

the books that the world calls immoral are the books that show the world its own shame.

As for being poisoned by a book, there is no such thing as that.

Youth and oldness

To spiritualise one's age - that is something worth doing.

There is absolutely nothing in the world but youth.

Youth is the only thing worth having.

Realize your youth while you have it. Be always searching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing.

Young men want to be faithful, and are not, old men want to be faithless, and cannot.

Young people imagine that money is everything and when they grow old they know it.

.To get back one's youth, one has merely to repeat one's follies.

The secret of remaining young is never to have an emotion that is unbecoming.

The tragedy of old age is not that one is old, but that one is young.

The life that was to make his soul would mar his body.

Pleasures

Pleasure is the only thing worth having a theory about.

Pleasure is Natures test, her sigh of approval.

Simple pleasures are the last refuge of the complex.

A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied.

Anything becomes a pleasure if one does it too often. That is one of the most important secrets of life.

The commonest thing is delightful is one only hides it.

Its the uncertainty that charms one. A mist makes things wonderful.

No civilized man ever regrets a pleasure, and no uncivilized man ever knows what pleasure is.

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