Life is an end in itself, and the only question as to whether it is worth living is whether you have had enough of it.

Painting was called silent poetry and poetry speaking painting.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

I never thought of myself as being handsome or good-looking or whatever. I always felt like an outsider.

Elton John

I mean, certainly writing, painting, photography, dance, architecture, there is an aspect of almost every art form that is useful and that merges into film in some way.

Sydney Pollack

You should read history and look at ostracism, persecution, martyrdom, and that kind of thing. They always happen to the best men, you know.

George Eliot

Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Conversation is an art in which a man has all mankind for competitors.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

There are moments of life that we never forget, which brighten and brighten as time steals away.

James Gates Percival

When the body sinks into death, the essence of man is revealed. Man is a knot, a web, a mesh into which relationships are tied. Only those relationships matter. The body is an old crock that nobody will miss. I have never known a man to think of himself when dying. Never.

Antoine De SaintExupery

If on the other hand we found even one reader to whom the cheap little book with its double columns and the lurid daub on its cover had been a lifelong delight, who had read and reread it, who would notice, and object, if a single word were changed, then, however little we could see in it ourselves and however it was despised by our friends and colleagues, we should not date to put it beyond the pale.

C.S. Lewis

To swear off making mistakes is very easy. All you have to do is to swear off having ideas.

Leo Burnett

America has always been a country of amateurs where the professional, that is to say, the man who claims authority as a member of an ?lite which knows the law in some field or other, is an object of distrust and resentment.

W. H. Auden

Your successes and happiness are forgiven you only if you generously consent to share them.

Albert Camus