Married couples who quarrel bitterly every day may really need each other as deeply as those who appear to be desperately in love.
Edward AbbeyRead
Great art is indefinable but that's all right; it exists anyway.
Interpretation
Great art cannot be fully defined, but its existence is undeniable.
This quote by Edward Abbey suggests that the essence of art transcends definitions and rigid interpretations. Great art evokes emotions, challenges perceptions, and exists independently of constraints, highlighting the importance of its influence and impact in the world, regardless of how one might try to categorize it.
In practice
In an art class discussing the nature of creativity, this quote can inspire students to think beyond traditional definitions of art.
Married couples who quarrel bitterly every day may really need each other as deeply as those who appear to be desperately in love.
I love America because it is a confused, chaotic mess - and I hope we can keep it this way for at least another thousand years. The permissive society is the free society.
If it's knowledge and wisdom you want, then seek out the company of those who do real work for an honest purpose.
The earth is real. Only a fool, milking his cow, denies the cow's reality.
I believe in nothing that I cannot touch, kiss, embrace.... The rest is only hearsay.
Why can't we simply borrow what is useful to us from Buddhism, Hinduism, Taoism, especially Zen, as we borrow from Christianity, science, American Indian traditions and world literature in general, including philosophy, and let the rest go hang? Borrow what we need but rely principally upon our own senses, common sense and daily living experience.
Painting isn't an aesthetic operation; it's a form of magic designed as mediator between this strange hostile world and us.
Culture is perishing in overproduction, in an avalanche of words, in the madness of quantity.
There is no poetry where there are no mistakes.
When you have a large space to conquer, the curve is the natural solution.
18th century opera is packed with emotion, but contains not a trace of kitsch. Only with the 'thees' and 'thous' of Victorian poetry does the disease begin to grow in our poetic tradition.
Music, such music, is a sufficient gift. Why ask for happiness; why hope not to grieve? It is enough, it is to be blessed enough, to live from day to day and to hear such music-not too much, or the soul could not sustain it-from time to time.
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