Category: quoteoftheday

“My bowl is the sky,
And I drink at my eye,
Till I feel in the brain
A Delphian pain -”

John Keats, A Draught of Sunshine

“Art is born and takes hold wherever there is a timeless and insatiable longing for the spiritual, for the ideal: that longing which draws people to art. Modern art has taken the wrong turn in abandoning the search for the meaning of existence in order to affirm the value of the individual for his own sake.”

Andrei Tarkovksy, Sculpting in Time

“Be still a symbol of immensity;
A firmament reflected in a sea;
An element filling the space between;
An unknown–but no more”

John Keats, Endymion

“I too await
The hour of thy great wind of love and hate.
When shall the stars be blown about the sky,
Like the sparks blown out of a smithy, and die?
Surely thine hour has come, thy great wind blows,
Far off, most secret, and inviolate Rose?”

W.B. Yeats, The Secret Rose

“No voice as yet had made the air
Be music with your name ; yet why
That asking look? that yearning sigh?
That sense of promise every where?
Belovéd! flew your spirit by?”

Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Recollections of Love

“Stars, hide your fires;
Let not light see my black and deep desires.”

William Shakespeare, Macbeth

“But it is growing damp and I must go in. Memory’s fog is rising.”

Emily Dickinson, Selected Letters

“I am the eye with which the Universe
beholds itself, and know it is divine;
all harmony of instrument and verse,
all prophecy and medicine are mine;
all light of art or nature; to my song
victory and praise, in its own right, belong.”

Percy Bysshe Shelley, Hymn of Apollo

“I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world.”

Albert Camus, The Stranger

“Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep-
He hath awakened from the dream of life-”

Percy Bysshe Shelley, Adonais