You can't, in sound morals, condemn a man for taking care of his own integrity. It is his clear duty. And least of all can you con...demn an artist pursuing, however humbly and imperfectly, a creative aim. In that interior world where his thought and his emotions go seeking for the experience of imagined adventures, there are no policemen, no law, no pressure of circumstance or dread of opinion to keep him within bounds. Who then is going to say Nay to his temptations if not his conscience?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Our civilization survives in the complacency of cowardly or malignant minds--a sacrifice to the vanity of ageing adolescents.... I...n 1953, excess is always a comfort, and sometimes a career.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A person is far more likely to appear to have sound character because he persistently follows his temperament than because he pers...istently follows his principles.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
O! let me clip ye In arms as sound as when I wooed, in heart... As merry as when our nuptial day was done And tapers burnt to bedward!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold as 'twere the mirror up to nature: to show<...br />virtue her feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Blame but thyself that hast misdone, And well deserved to have blame;... Change thou thy way so evil begun, And then my lute shall sound that same: But if till then my fingers play By thy desert their wonted way, Blame not my lute.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Remember your creator in the days of your youth, before the days of trouble come, and the years draw near when you will say, "I ha...ve no pleasure in them"; before the sun and the light and the moon and the stars are darkened and the clouds return with the rain; in the day when the guards of the house tremble, and the strong men are bent, and the women who grind cease working because they are few, and those who look through the windows see dimly; when the doors on the street are shut, and the sound of the grinding is low, and one rises up at the sound of a bird, and all the daughters of song are brought low; when one is afraid of heights, and terrors are in the road; the almond tree blossoms, the grasshopper drags itself along and desire fails; because all must go to their eternal home, and the mourners will go about the streets; before the silver cord is snapped, and the golden bowl is broken, and the pitcher is broken at the fountain, and the wheel broken at the cistern, and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the breath returns to God who gave it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »