If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry.
Art is not a luxury, but a necessity.
Art is the signature of civilizations.
Nothing reveals more about the inner life of people than their arts.
Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.
Art is the only thing that can go on mattering once it has stopped hurting.
I cannot see that art is anything less than a way of making joys perpetual.
True revolutions in art restore more than they destroy.
Art is at least in part a way of collecting information about the universe.
The arts are life accelerated and concentrated.
Art is not for the cultivated taste. It is to cultivate a taste.
Always Art is Art, only by presenting an adequate outward symbol of some fact in the interior life.
All art deals with the absurd and aims at the simple.
Art is a kind of artificial memory and the pain which attends all serious art is a sense of that factitiousness.
All great art contains an element of the irrational.
A masterpiece doesn’t so much transcend its time as perpetuate it; it keeps its moment alive.
Real art has the capacity to make us nervous.