#sat

I never know what it's going to look like. Wouldn't be much point in painting if I already knew the outcome. I have a subject in front of me and I start flooding colour and making marks, I don't know, it's improvisation isn't it? ↗

— Peter Wright

#colour #flooding #front #going #i

The attitude of physiological psychology to sensations and feelings, considered as psychical elements, is, naturally, the attitude of psychology at large. ↗

— Wilhelm Wundt

#considered #elements #feelings #large #naturally

The task of physiological psychology remains the same in the analysis of ideas that it was in the investigation of sensations: to act as mediator between the neighbouring sciences of physiology and psychology. ↗

— Wilhelm Wundt

#analysis #between #ideas #investigation #mediator

I was meant to date the captain of the football team, I was going to be on a romantic excursion every Saturday night, I was destined to be collecting corsages from every boy in town before prom, accepting such floral offerings like competing sacrifices to a Delphic goddess. ↗

— Elizabeth Wurtzel

#before #boy #captain #collecting #competing

Mistresses are like books; if you pore upon them too much, they doze you and make you unfit for company; but if used discreetly, you are the fitter for conversation by em. ↗

— William Wycherley

#company #conversation #discreetly #doze #fitter

People in bands don't have the kind of conversations people might think they have. The best things about being in a band are the things that are unsaid. ↗

— Thom Yorke

#band #bands #being #best #conversations

We're a rock group. we're noisy, rowdy, sensational and weird. ↗

— Angus Young

#noisy #rock #rock group #sensational #weird

Tomorrow is a satire on today, And shows its weakness. ↗

— Edward Young

#shows #today #tomorrow #weakness

The rockets and the satellites, spaceships that we're creating now, we're pollinating the universe. ↗

— Neil Young

#now #rockets #satellites #universe

Just after I entered my teens I suddenly entertained an insatiable enthusiasm for the delightful habit of criticizing others. ↗