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"Art hurts. Art urges voyages - and it is easier to stay at home."
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"Logic: The art of thinking and reasoning in strict accordance with the limitations and incapacities of the human misunderstanding."
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"History develops, art stands still."
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"To catch a husband is an art; to hold him is a job."
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"You do not need a boyfriend or a girlfriend to write an emotional poet, because poetry is beyond hooks and holes."
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"The basis of art is truth, both in matter and in mode."
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"Music heals all forms of misery."
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"Modernity is the transient, the fleeting, the contingent; it is one half of art, the other being the eternal and the immovable."
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"The play was a great success, but audience was a dismal failure."
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"The man can neither make, nor retain, one moment of time; it all comes to him by pure gift; he might as well regard the sun and moon as his chattels."
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"The business of art lies just in this, -- to make that understood and felt which, in the form of an argument, might be incomprehensible and inaccessible."
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"Art hurts. Art urges voyages - and it is easier to stay at home."
Art
"I've always thought of myself as a reporter."
Thought
"Very early in life I became fascinated with the wonders language can achieve. And I began playing with words."
Life
"Look at what's happening in this world. Every day there's something exciting or disturbing to write about. With all that's going on, how could I stop?"
Knowledge
"When you use the term minority or minorities in reference to people, you're telling them that they're less than somebody else."
People
"Poetry is life distilled."
Life
"What I'm fighting for now in my work... for an expression relevant to all manner of blacks, poems I could take into a tavern, into the street, into the halls of a housing project."
Work
"When you love a man, he becomes more than a body. His physical limbs expand, and his outline recedes, vanishes. He is rich and sweet and right. He is part of the world, the atmosphere, the blue sky and the blue water."
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"Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies. And be it gash or gold it will not come Again in this identical guise."
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"First fight. Then fiddle."
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