Art is the stored honey of the human soul, gathered on wings of misery and travail.
Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart.
Art is the lie that tells the truth.
Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.
The true work of art is but a shadow of the divine perfection.
Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable.
Art is not what you see, but what you make others see.
Beauty begins the moment you decide to be yourself.
The essence of all beautiful art, all great art, is gratitude.
The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance.
In every work of art, the artist himself is present.
Art is the lie that enables us to realize the truth.
The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.
Art is the proper task of life.
Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp.
Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.
Art is the most intense mode of individualism that the world has known.