All sensitive people agree that there is a peculiar emotion provoked by works of art.

The forms of art are inexhaustible; but all lead by the same road of aesthetic emotion to the same world of aesthetic ecstasy.

We have no other means of recognising a work of art than our feeling for it.

It is the mark of great art that its appeal is universal and eternal.

It is not by his mixing and choosing, but by the shapes of his colors, and the combination of those shapes, that we recognize the colorist. Color becomes significant only when it becomes form.

Art and religion are, then, two roads by which men escape from circumstance to ecstacy.

The starting-point for all systems of aesthetics must be the personal experience of a peculiar emotion. The objects that provoke this emotion we call works of art.

Comfort came in with the middle classes.

Detail is the heart of realism, and the fatty degeneration of art.

It would follow that 'significant form' was form behind which we catch a sense of ultimate reality.

I will try to account for the degree of my aesthetic emotion. That, I conceive, is the function of the critic.

The way our minds work is that one positive thing and one negative thing does not equal each other.Instead, one negative thing can drastically bring down 2 or 3 positive things.

What I'm saying... I hate it when people let me down, when things are temporary.

Things that will someday work out well start out well. Things that will never work start out bad and stay that way.

We are a people trying not only to solve the problems of the present: unemployment, inflation... but we are attempting on a larger scale to fulfill the promise of America.

Imagination is like a lofty building reared to meet the sky; whereas fancy is a balloon that soars at the wind's will.

My friends who have babies can't do anything. You can't go out at night. Having a baby is like a DUI from the universe.

Character cannot be made except by a steady, long-continued process.

Poverty, Frost, Famine, Rain, Disease, are the beadles and guardsmen that hold us to Common Sense.

By whatever path you go, you will have to lose yourself in the one. Surrender is complete only when you reach the stage 'Thou art all' and 'Thy will be done'.

People talk about Bollywood being very kitsch, and just songs and dances, and over the top and colorful.