Archives - November 2005
November 1, 2005
When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it --- a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand --- as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there's a clash between the two, it's bad art.
November 2, 2005
Man is a make-believe animal --- he is never so truly himself as when he is acting a part.
November 3, 2005
The test of literature is, I suppose, whether we ourselves live more intensely for the reading of it.
November 4, 2005
All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible.
November 5, 2005
Expectations is the place you must always go to before you get to where you're going. Of course, some people never go beyond Expectations, but my job is to hurry them along whether they like it or not.
November 6, 2005
Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week.
November 7, 2005
Diamonds are nothing more than chunks of coal that stuck to their jobs.
November 8, 2005
Fiction is the truth inside the lie.
November 9, 2005
I firmly believe that there was an ancient language, the language of the melodies that make us all be understood. The melody of ancient times must resound in our souls so that we may have a human life. The ancient melody, the so many times forgotten melody, the melody of love.
November 10, 2005
Good questions outrank easy answers.
November 11, 2005
This nation will remain the land of the free only so long as it is the home of the brave.
November 12, 2005
There is nothing worse than aggressive stupidity.
November 13, 2005
I'd rather be a could-be if I cannot be an are; because a could-be is a maybe who is reaching for a star. I'd rather be a has-been than a might-have-been, by far; for a might have-been has never been, but a has was once an are.
November 14, 2005
Every exit is an entry somewhere.
November 15, 2005
Only the wisest and stupidest of men never change.
November 16, 2005
A hunch is creativity trying to tell you something.
November 17, 2005
Reject your sense of injury and the injury itself disappears.
November 18, 2005
There is much pleasure to be gained from useless knowledge.
November 19, 2005
Silence is one of the great arts of conversation.
November 20, 2005
The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good.
November 21, 2005
If you can't learn to do it well, learn to enjoy doing it badly.
November 22, 2005
Never apologize for showing feeling. When you do so, you apologize for the truth.
November 23, 2005
The trick is to combine your waking rational abilities with the infinite possibilities of your dreams. Because, if you can do that, you can do anything.
November 24, 2005
If the only prayer you said in your whole life was, "thank you," that would suffice.
November 25, 2005
Books are not men and yet they stay alive.
November 26, 2005
No; we have been as usual asking the wrong question. It does not matter a hoot what the mockingbird on the chimney is singing.... The real and proper question is: Why is it beautiful?
November 27, 2005
New knowledge is the most valuable commodity on earth. The more truth we have to work with, the richer we become.
November 28, 2005
One of the secrets of life is to keep our intellectual curiosity acute.
November 29, 2005
To the right, books; to the left, a tea-cup. In front of me, the fireplace; behind me, the post. There is no greater happiness than this.
November 30, 2005
Wisdom is not in words; wisdom is meaning within words.