Matthew Arnold on culture
“Culture is both an intellectual phenomenon and a moral one”
More Matthew Arnold quotes
I am bound by my own definition of criticism : a disinterested endeavour to learn and propagate the best that is known and thought in the world.
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold I keep saying, Shakespeare, Shakespeare, you are as obscure as life is.
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold It is – last stage of all When we are frozen up within, and quite The phantom of ourselves To hear the world applaud the hollow ghost Which blamed the living man
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold This strange disease of modern life, With its sick hurry, its divided aims.
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold Nature’s great law, and the law of all men’s minds? To its own impulse every creature stirs: Live by thy light, and Earth will live by hers.
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold The need of expansion is as genuine an instinct in man as the need in a plant for the light, or the need in man himself for going upright. The love of liberty is simply the instinct in man for expansion.
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold Art still has truth. Take refuge there.
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold Genius is mainly an affair of energy.
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold Style … is a peculiar recasting and heightening, under a certain condition of spiritual excitement, of what a man has to say, in such a manner as to add dignity and distinction to it.
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold To have the sense of creative activity is the great happiness and the great proof of being alive.
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold For poetry the idea is everything; the rest is a world of illusion, of divine illusion. Poetry attaches its emotion to the idea; the idea is the fact. The strongest part of our religion today is its unconscious poetry.
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold A wanderer is man from his birth. He was born in a ship On the breast of the river of Time.
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold Now the great winds shoreward blow Now the salt tides seaward flow Now the wild white horses play Champ and chafe and toss in the spray.
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold Ah! two desires toss about The poet’s feverish blood; One drives him to the world without, And one to solitude.
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold How many minds–almost all the great ones–were formed in secrecy and solitude!
Matthew ArnoldMatthew Arnold Weep bitterly over the dead, for he is worthy, and then comfort thyself; drive heaviness away: thou shall not do him good, but hurt thyself.
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