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art reality abandoned
Realism' has been abandoned in the search for reality: the 'principal objective' of abstract art is precisely this reality. Ben Nicholson
art waiting comfort
We should comfort ourselves with the masterpieces of art as with exalted personages-stand quietly before them and wait till they speak to us. Arthur Schopenhauer
art billion gets less life loved rather sustained
Yes, I would loved to have just sustained myself through my art, but less than one in a billion musicians gets that life. So rather than being like, 'I'm an exception!', like a moron, I thought I'd get a real job. Mary Lambert
art blood drawing
escape from the black widow spider is a miracle as great as art. what a web she can weave slowly drawing you to her she'll embrace you then when she's satisfied she'll kill you still in her embrace and suck the blood from you. Charles Bukowski
art men class
A woman must be nursed into subsistence by love, where a man can become stronger by being hated." - from 'Cows in Art Class Charles Bukowski
artist sitting sage
The Artist," an ancient sage had once said, "is always sitting on the doorsteps of the rich. Charles Bukowski
art boxing bullfighting
Bullfighting can be an art Boxing can be an art Loving can be an art Opening a can of sardines can be an art Charles Bukowski
art writing men
To me Art (poetry) is a continuous and continuing process and that when a man fails to write good poetry he fails to live fully or well. Charles Bukowski
art pieces cheese
Art is its own excuse, and it's either Art or it's something else. It's either a poem or a piece of cheese. Charles Bukowski
kings children school
In fact, the Harvard study data indicates that 70 percent of African American children attend schools that are predominately African American, about the same level as in 1968 when Dr. King died. Bobby Scott
kings drs dr-martin-luther-king
I have to pinch myself sometimes. It's unbelievable, but it's not. Because I know that this would not be happening if it hadn't been for Dr. Martin Luther King. Mavis Staples
kings slave
Kings are the slaves of history. Leo Tolstoy
kings together may
You and your sins must separate or you and your God will never come together. No one sin may keep you; they must all be given up, they must be brought out like Canaanite kings from the cave and be hanged up in the sun. Charles Spurgeon
kings wicked serial-killer
In this hole lives the wicked king. David Berkowitz
kings black agendas
The black agenda, from Frederick Douglas to Ida B. Wells to Martin King, has always been the most broad, deep, inclusive, embracing agenda of the nation. Cornel West
love-you world lasts
I love you more than anything in this world. I don't expect that will last. Elvis Costello
love-you care way
I have fallen in love with you, God. Take care of us all, one way or the other. Jack Kerouac
love-you believe disappointed
If you believe in love, you're setting yourself up to be disappointed. Candace Bushnell
love-you dear-friend i-love-you-so-much
My dear friend Aaron Paul, I love you so much. Bryan Cranston
love-you heart parent
Listen to your parents. Be obedient to them whether you agree with them or not. They love you more than anyone else and have your best interests at heart. James E. Faust
love-you hands people
On the one hand, how many people do you need to love you before you feel OK about yourself? Jared Leto
love-you eye kissing
Ranger cradled my face in his hands, using his thumbs to wipe the tears from my eyes. "The ceremony is over. Can you make it back to the car?" I nodded. "I'm okay now. Am I red and blotchy from crying?" "Yes," Ranger said, brushing a kiss across my forehead. "I love you anyway." "There's all kinds of love," I said. Ranger took me by the hand and led me back to the SUV. "This is the kind that doesn't call for a ring. But a condom might come in handy." "That's not love," I told him. "That's lust. Janet Evanovich
love-you writing and-love
Respect and love your readers. Write for the reader. Janet Evanovich
love-you blood people
Family isn't blood. It's the people who love you. The people who have your back. Cassandra Clare