Bernard Berenson
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Bernard Berenson
Bernard Berensonwas an American art historian specializing in the Renaissance. His book The Italian Painters of the Renaissance was an international success...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionHistorian
Date of Birth26 June 1865
CountryUnited States of America
contempt greeting previous shouts side toss
All we really want is otherness, tossing from side to side, and greeting every toss with shouts of welcome, and of contempt for the previous toss
begging drop hat minutes stand street unused willingly
I would willingly stand at street corners, hat in hand, begging passers-by to drop their unused minutes into it.
time carpe-diem hands
I would I could stand on a busy corner, hat in hand, and beg people to throw me all their wasted hours.
training genius capacity
Genius is the capacity for productive reaction against one's training.
wine tea way
I am only a picture-taster, the way others are wine-or tea-tasters.
beauty appreciation appreciate
When everything else physical and mental seems to diminish, the appreciation of beauty is on the increase.
desire excess youth
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.
spring flower eye
I walk in the garden, I look at the flowers and shrubs and trees and discover in them an exquisiteness of contour, a vitality of edge, or a vigour of spring, as well as an infinite variety of colour that no artefact I have seen in the last sixty years can rival...each day, as I look, I wonder where my eyes were yesterday.
summer morning air
It was a morning in early summer. A silver haze shimmered and trembled over the lime trees. The air was laden with their fragrance. The temperature was like a caress. I remember - I need not recall - that I climbed up a tree stump and felt suddenly immersed in Itness. I did not call it by that name. I had no need for words. It and I were one.
repent
One can repent even of having repented.
taste appetite satisfied
Taste begins when appetite is satisfied.
passion people enemy
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?