“Art is the right hand of Nature. The latter has only given us being, the former has made us men.”

His saying was: live and let live.

Great souls suffer in silence.

Not he who scorns the Saviour’s yoke Should wear his cross upon the heart.

He that is overcautious will accomplish little.

An axe at home saves hiring a carpenter.

There is no such thing as chance; and what seem to us merest accident springs from the deepest source of destiny.

Men show no mercy and expect no mercy, when honor calls, or when they fight for their idols or their gods.

Virtue has her heroes too As well as Fame and Fortune.

He, that noble prize possessing He that boasts a friend that’s true, He whom woman’s love is blessing, Let him join the chorus too!

Where there is much freedom there is much error.

Virtue, though clothed in a beggar’s garb, commands respect.

Art is the right hand of Nature.

A brave man hazards life, but not his conscience.

He who never ventures beyond actuality will never win the prize of truth.

O’er Ocean, with a thousand masts, sails forth the stripling bold- One boat, hard rescued from the deep, draws into port the old!

No emperor has the power to dictate to the heart.

I thought art was a verb, rather than a noun.

Progressive art can assist people to learn what’s at work in the society in which they live.

Art requires so much patience, don’t let time-lapse trick you.

Great art is horseshit, buy tacos.

Art begins with resistance – at the point where resistance is overcome. No human masterpiece has ever been created without great labor.

Any asshole can chase a skirt, art takes discipline.

My art is capable of liberating man from the tyranny of the practical, rational world.

Thank you for the tragedy. I need it for my art.