#ty

CULTIVATE THE GOOD WITHIN ↗

— Cormier

#spirituality #inspirational

Music never goes away. It is always available, but we are not always available to music. ↗

— Robert Fripp

#music #reliability #inspirational

Life deprived of beauty is not worthy of being called human. ↗

— Luis Barragan

#being #called #deprived #human #life

One man thinks justice consists in paying debts, and has no measure in his abhorrence of another who is very remiss in this duty and makes the creditor wait tediously. But that second man has his own way of looking at things; asks himself Which debt must I pay first, the debt to the rich, or the debt to the poor? the debt of money or the debt of thought to mankind, of genius to nature? For you, O broker, there is not other principle but arithmetic. For me, commerce is of trivial import; love, faith, truth of character, the aspiration of man, these are sacred; ↗

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

#charity #money #art

New York is the concentrate of art and commerce and sport and religion and entertainment and finance, bringing to a single compact arena the gladiator, the evangelist, the promoter, the actor, the trader and the merchant. No one should come to New York to live unless he is willing to be lucky. ↗

— E.B. White

#art

An attitude of positive expectation is the mark of the superior personality. ↗

— Brian Tracy

#brian-tracy #educational #expectation #expectations #life

There is a danger in exposing yourself to too much vapid art. It can weaken your judgment and erode your sensibilities, until the time comes when you see things that are merely passable, and somehow think that they’re good. ↗

— David Farland

#quality #art

Just because you live in the middle of nowhere, doesn't know you can't know where you live. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#beauty

Stories are able to help us to become more whole, to become Named. And Naming is one of the impulses behind all art; to give a name to the cosmos, we see despite all the chaos. ↗

— Madeleine L'Engle

#chaos #cosmos #identity #personality #stories

She was intensely sympathetic. She was immensely charming. She was utterly unselfish. She excelled in the difficult arts of family life. She sacrificed daily. If there was a chicken, she took the leg; if there was a draught she sat in it … Above all, she was pure. She bothered me and wasted my time and so tormented me that at last I killed her. ↗

— Virginia Woolfe

#martyr-syndrome #art