Psychoanalysts are not occupied with the minds of their patients; they do not believe in the mind but in a cerebral intestine.
BERNARD BERENSONThe average European does not seem to feel free until he succeeds in enslaving and oppressing others.
More Bernard Berenson Quotes
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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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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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Between truth and the search for it, I choose the second.
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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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Life has taught me that it is not for our faults that we are disliked and even hated, but for our qualities.
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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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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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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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I would willingly stand at street corners, hat in hand, begging passerby to drop their unused minutes into it.
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Miracles happen to those who believe in them.
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Not what man knows but what man feels, concerns art. All else is science.
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Literature in its most comprehensive sense is the autobiography of humanity.
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I wonder whether art has a higher function than to make me feel, appreciate, and enjoy natural objects for their art value?
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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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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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Genius is the capacity for productive reaction against one’s training.
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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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When everything else physical and mental seems to diminish, the appreciation of beauty is on the increase.
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Consistency requires you to be as ignorant today as you were a year ago.
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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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Boast is always a cry of despair, except in the young it is a cry of hope.
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German is of stone, limestone, pudding stone, marble, granite even, and so to a considerable degree is English, whereas French is bronze and gives out a metallic resonance with tones that neither German nor English tolerate.
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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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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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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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