Between truth and the search for it, I choose the second.
BERNARD BERENSONThere are two futures, the future of desire and the future of fate, and man’s reason has never learnt to separate them.
More Bernard Berenson Quotes
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How can I regain even for a minute the feeling of ample leisure I had during my early, my creative years? Then I seldom felt fussed, or hurried.
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I am only a picture-taster, the way others are wine-or tea-tasters.
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Taste begins when appetite is satisfied.
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In figure painting, the type of all painting, I have endeavoured to set forth that the principal if not sole source of life enchantments are Tactile Values, Movement and Space Composition.
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International affairs will be placed on a better footing when it is understood that there is no way of punishing a people for the crimes of its rulers.
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You can parody and make fun of almost anything, but that does not turn the universe into a caricature.
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Enemies could become the best companions. Companionship is based on a common interest, and the greater the interest the closer the companionship. What makes enemies of people, if not the eagerness, the passion for the same thing?
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Government lasts as long as the under-taxed can defend themselves against the over-taxed.
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There was time for work, for play, for love, the confidence that if a task was not done at the appointed time, I easily could fit it into another hour. I used to take leisure for granted, as I did time itself.
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[Describing his house:] It is a library with living rooms attached.
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We usually meet all of our relatives only at funerals where somebody always observes: “Too bad we can’t get together more often”.
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Miracles happen to those who believe in them.
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Literature in its most comprehensive sense is the autobiography of humanity.
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Who will free me from hurry, flurry, the feeling of a crowd pushing behind me, of being hustled and crushed?
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Art is mind and heart and touch as much and more than it is mere instrument, technique – without which however it cannot exist at all.
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