I wonder whether art has a higher function than to make me feel, appreciate, and enjoy natural objects for their art value?
BERNARD BERENSONA complete life may be one ending in so full an identification with the oneself that there is no self left to die.
More Bernard Berenson Quotes
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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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Government lasts as long as the under-taxed can defend themselves against the over-taxed.
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As I got warmed up, and felt perfectly at home in talk, I heard myself boasting, lying, exaggerating. Oh, not deliberately, far from it. It would be unconvivial and dull to stop and arrest the flow of talk, and speak only after carefully considering whether I was telling the truth.
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One can repent even of having repented.
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Consistency requires you to be as ignorant today as you were a year ago.
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Taste begins when appetite is satisfied.
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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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Literature in its most comprehensive sense is the autobiography of humanity.
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No artifact is a work of art if it does not help to humanize us. Without art…our world would have remained a jungle.
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Boast is always a cry of despair, except in the young it is a cry of hope.
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From childhood on I have had the dream of life lived as a sacrament… the dream implied taking life ritually as something holy.
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The ultimate justification of the work of art is to help the spectator to become a work of art himself.
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Between truth and the search for it, I choose the second.
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The average European does not seem to feel free until he succeeds in enslaving and oppressing others.
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The artist, depicting man disdainful of the storm and stress of life, is no less reconciling and healing than the poet who, while endowing Nature and Humanity, rejoices in its measureless superiority to human passions and human sorrows.
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