The ultimate justification of the work of art is to help the spectator to become a work of art himself.
BERNARD BERENSONThe ultimate justification of the work of art is to help the spectator to become a work of art himself.
BERNARD BERENSONTaste begins when appetite is satisfied.
BERNARD BERENSONEnemies 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?
BERNARD BERENSONPsychoanalysts are not occupied with the minds of their patients; they do not believe in the mind but in a cerebral intestine.
BERNARD BERENSONThe 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.
BERNARD BERENSONInternational 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.
BERNARD BERENSONBetween truth and the search for it, I choose the second.
BERNARD BERENSONMiracles happen to those who believe in them.
BERNARD BERENSONThere are two futures, the future of desire and the future of fate, and man’s reason has never learnt to separate them.
BERNARD BERENSONOne can repent even of having repented.
BERNARD BERENSONThe average European does not seem to feel free until he succeeds in enslaving and oppressing others.
BERNARD BERENSONFrom childhood on I have had the dream of life lived as a sacrament… the dream implied taking life ritually as something holy.
BERNARD BERENSONYou can parody and make fun of almost anything, but that does not turn the universe into a caricature.
BERNARD BERENSONArt is mind and heart and touch as much and more than it is mere instrument, technique – without which however it cannot exist at all.
BERNARD BERENSONHow 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 BERENSONWho will free me from hurry, flurry, the feeling of a crowd pushing behind me, of being hustled and crushed?
BERNARD BERENSON