I don’t want life to imitate art. I want life to be art.
Art is born of humiliation.
I do not want art for a few any more than education for a few, or freedom for a few.
Deliver me from writers who say the way they live doesn’t matter. I’m not sure a bad person can write a good book. If art doesn’t make us better, then what on earth is it for?
For me, pointing and clicking my phone is absolutely fine. People say that isn’t the art of photography, but I don’t agree.
Art never improves, but the material of art is never quite the same.
The work of art assumes the existence of the perfect spectator, and is indifferent to the fact that no such person exists.
Irresponsibility is part of the pleasure of all art; it is the part the schools cannot recognize.
Poetry is a beautiful way of spoiling prose, and the laborious art of exchanging plain sense for harmony.
Interpretation is the revenge of the intellectual upon art.
Art is dangerous, that is one of its attractions. When art ceases to be dangerous, you don’t want it.
I always feel that art in general, and acting in particular, should make the audience a little more uncomfortable, to slap them, and wake them up.
Magic becomes art when it has nothing to hide.
The artist himself is actually the subject in everything after say, 1900. Eventually, art becomes so removed from the community that you have to know about the artist before you can even look at the painting, because there is no conceptual idea going on.
Art is the chief means of breaking bread with the dead.
You can calculate the worth of a man by the number of his enemies, and a work of art by the harm that is spoken of it.
The reward of art is not fame or success, but intoxication: that is why so many bad artists are unable to give it up.
In life, as in art, the beautiful moves in curves.
In my world history comes down to language and art. No one cares much about what battles were fought, who won them, or who lost them, unless there is a painting, a play, a song or a poem, that speaks of the event.