We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal
Now, consider carefully which you would rather do, so that later you will not regret your decision
The purpose of applying art: to add beauty to the results of the work of man and to add pleasure to the work itself
It is right and necessary that all men should have work to do which shall he worth doing
Even if someone paints a 'green sun', I will not say it is wrong.
a fool is a man with no intellect, and a man without learning cannot have intellect
Therefore one day it will come to pass, that the mouth of those vipers will be stopped and the triple crown will be brought to nought
Must toiling Man for ever meet disgrace, and eat his hard earn’d bread with heated face, and all his acts in dull Oblivion lay
Have I given the message?—O Allah, be my witness.
Every one shall have his portion from the side to which he belongs.
Expression, for me, does not reside in passions glowing in a human face or manifested by violent movement. The entire arrangement of my picture is expressive.
Just a word, and the word a movement.
Elementarism is the purest, and...the most direct means of expression of the human spirit
A treatise on the effect of infinite reproducibility on art, and a caution against fascist propaganda. Both more relevant than ever.
A record of the rebuilding of the first Gothic cathedral, St. Denis
Wake! For the Sun, who scatter'd into flight The Stars before him from the Field of Night,
The sentiments of men often differ with regard to beauty and deformity of all kinds
We are like a raging wind that rips up the clothes of clouds and prayers, we are preparing the great spectacle of disaster, conflagration and decomposition.
For the sake of the peace of our times, each one may have the free opportunity to worship as he pleases
Abandon love, abandon aestheticism, abandon the baggage of wisdom, for in the new culture, your wisdom is ridiculous and insignificant. I have untied the knots of wisdom and liberated the consciousness of color!
This is how we decompose and recompose the universe according to our marvelous whims
Literature has exalted pensive immobility, ecstasy, and sleep. We exalt aggressive action, a feverish insomnia...The world’s magnificence has been enriched by a new beauty: the beauty of speed.
Ancient life was all silence. Today, Noise reigns supreme over the sensibility of men.
There is an old and a new consciousness of time
Art for life and even more—life for art!
There is nothing more awful in the world than repetition, uniformity
Art does not reproduce the visible but makes visible.
'What is this shocking anomaly you are producing?'
The artist is himself nature and a part of nature in natural space
We see that nations have sprung from obscurity, risen to glory, and decayed. Their rise has in general been marked by virtue; their decadence by vice, vanity, and licentiousness. Let us beware!
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