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We know summer is the height of of being alive. We don't believe in God or the prospect of an afterlife mostly, so we know that we're only given eighty summers or so per lifetime, and each one has to be better then the last, has to encompass a trip to that arts center up at Bard, a seemingly mellow game of badminton over at some yahoo's Vermont cottage, and a cool, wet, slightly dangerous kayak trip down an unforgiving river. Otherwise, how would you know that you have lived your summertime best? What is you missed out on some morsel of shaded nirvana? ↗

— Gary Shteyngart

#art

You can’t enjoy art or books in a hurry. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#arts #arts-and-humanities #book #books #culture

The object of the artist is the creation of the beautiful. What the beautiful is is another question. ↗

— James Joyce

#artist #beautiful #creation #object #question

There is no one way to salvation, whatever the manner in which a man may proceed. All forms and variations are governed by the eternal intelligence of the Universe that enables a man to approach perfection. It may be in the arts of music and painting or it may be in commerce, law, or medicine. It may be in the study of war or the study of peace. Each is as important as any other. Spiritual enlightenment through religious meditation such as Zen or in any other way is as viable and functional as any "Way."... A person should study as they see fit. ↗

— Miyamoto Musashi

#knowledge #salvation #spiritual-enlightenment #wisdom #art

This was me before I knew about anything hard, when my whole life was packed lunches and art projects and spelling quizzes. ↗

— Nina LaCour

#innocence #memories #art

You've always lived a life of pretense, not a real life-- a simulated existence, not a genuine existence. Everything about you, everything you are, has always been pretense, never genuine, never real. ↗

— Thomas Bernhard

#artists #artists-life #insincerity #pretention #art

For where thou art, there is the world itself, with every several pleasure in the world, and where thou art not, desolation. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#art

Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever. That surrender, even the smallest act of giving up, stays with me. So when I feel like quitting, I ask myself, which would I rather live with? ↗

— Lance Armstrong

#pain #perseverance #quitting #life

A dog has one aim in life... to bestow his heart. ↗

— J.R. Ackerley

#dog #doglovers #humanity #kindness #love

Don’t overact the story of your name. Overact the story of your work. ↗

— Karl Lagerfeld

#brand #designer #educational #fame #fashion