The painter should not paint what he sees, but what will be seen.
Paul KleeRead
Everything passes, and what remains of former times, what remains of life, is the spiritual. In everything we do, the claim of the Absolute is unchanging.
Interpretation
The essence of life and existence is spiritual and eternal, while everything else is temporary.
This quote by Paul Klee emphasizes the transient nature of life and the material world, suggesting that what truly endures and holds significance is our spiritual essence and the deeper truths that govern existence. Klee points out that despite the constant changes that life brings, the absolute truths of our spiritual experiences remain unchanged and are what we carry forward.
In practice
This quote is perfect for a reflection on life during a meditation session.
The painter should not paint what he sees, but what will be seen.
To emphasize only the beautiful seems to me to be like a mathematical system that only concerns itself with positive numbers.
You adapt yourself to the contents of the paintbox.
It is a great difficulty and a great necessity to have to start with the smallest.
All art is a memory of age-old things, dark things, whose fragments live on in the artist.
The more horrible this world (as today, for instance), the more abstract our art, whereas a happy world brings forth an art of the here and now.
Call it no more free-will, but slavish lust; free to evil, but free from good, till regenerating grace loosens the bands of wickedness.
Freedom for supporters of the government only, for members of one party only no matter how big its membership may be is no freedom at all. Freedom is always freedom for the man who thinks differently.
Biophilia, if it exists, and I believe it exists, is the innately emotional affiliation of human beings to other living organisms.
There is no road towards peace; peace is the road
There's a Mr. Hyde for every happy Jekyll face, a dark face on the other side of the mirror. The brain behind that face never heard of razors, prayers, or the logic of the universe. You turn the mirror sideways and see your face reflected with a sinister left-hand twist, half mad and half sane.
How many have gone? How many more to go? The Admiralty is fast asleep and lethargy & inertia are the order of the day. However everybody seems delighted - so there is nothing to be said. No plans, no enterprise, no struggle to aid the general cause. Just sit still on the spacious throne and snooze.
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