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.
BERNARD BERENSON[Describing his house:] It is a library with living rooms attached.
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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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Miracles happen to those who believe in them.
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I never felt that there was anything enviable in youth. I cannot recall that any of us, as youths, admired our condition to excess or had a desire to prolong it.
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I would I could stand on a busy corner, hat in hand, and beg people to throw me all their wasted hours.
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Government is the art of the momentary feasible, of the least bad attainable, and not of the rationally most desirable.
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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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It makes me happy to encounter goodness, love of work, humane intelligence, and people no matter at what kind of job, be it ever so humble, or ever so exalted, who do it well and con amore.
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A complete life may be one ending in so full an identification with the oneself that there is no self left to die.
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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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[Describing his house:] It is a library with living rooms attached.
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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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Genius is the capacity for productive reaction against one’s training.
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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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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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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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