Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!
Thomas GrayRead
Bright-eyed Fancy, hov'ring o'er, Scatters from her pictured urn Thoughts that breathe and words that burn.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the power of imagination and creativity in expressing profound thoughts and emotions.
In this quote, Thomas Gray personifies Fancy as a muse that inspires and ignites creativity, suggesting that imagination can evoke deep feelings and articulate ideas powerfully. It highlights the significance of artistic expression, where thoughts and words can resonate with intensity, leaving a lasting impact on both the creator and the audience.
In practice
During an art workshop, I used this quote to encourage participants to embrace their imagination.
Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!
Here rests his head upon the lap of earth, A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own.
Can honor's voice provoke the silent dust, or flattery soothe the dull, cold ear of death?
Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Ah, happy hills! ah, pleasing shade! Ah, fields beloved in vain! Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow.
Any fool may write a most valuable book by chance, if he will only tell us what he heard and saw with veracity.
Music is a defining element of character.
When you have the best and tastiest ingredients, you can cook very simply and the food will be extraordinary because it tastes like what it is.
If I wanted to play the violin, I had to work. Because anything that one wants to do really, and one loves doing, one must do everyday. It should be as easy to the artist and as natural as flying is to a bird. And you canβt imagine a bird saying well, Iβm tired today, Iβm not going to fly!
His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage. He is indeed a horse.
Life is a shitstorm, in which art is our only umbrella." (spoken by character in a novel by Mario Vargas Llosa)
Acting is standing up naked and turning around very slowly.
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