art

..home INSIDE is home shining brightly above all homes in physical world.

Energy manipulation took place completely in mind,same way believing in telepathy caused telepathic abilities to grow STRONGER.

I want art that makes the world seem more unreal. I want fiction that can crumble the world and build it back into something new.

Poetry is a tool for writers to create literature in different forms of expression and messages.

Look man, we'd probably most of us agree that these are dark times, and stupid ones, but do we need fiction that does nothing but dramatize how dark and stupid everything is? In dark times, the definition of good art would seem to be art that locates and applies CPR to those elements of what's human and magical that still live and glow despite the times' darkness. Really good fiction could have as dark a worldview as it wished, but it'd find a way both to depict this world and to illuminate the possibilities for being alive and human in it.

It__ hard for me to talk about love,' she said. 'I think movies are the way I do that.

Every time I create something, whether an idea or a work of art, initially, its supposed completion seems absolutely perfect to me. However the more I think about it, stare it down, the more it marinates in my soul over the hours, days, and weeks, the more flaws I start to find in it; and finally, the more I'm pressed to continue enhancing it. It essentially turns out that whatever thing a flawed and imperfect, human eye once thought was amazing begins to appear quite wretched. This is why, eternally, God cannot be impressed by mere talents or by mortal achievements. To perfect eyes, I imagine that great is not really that great; rather, humility is ultimately a human being's true greatness.

Enjoy the brush strokes of life and try not to worry about filling the canvas.

I have no duty to be anyone's Friend and no man in the world has a duty to be mine. No claims, no shadow of necessity. Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art, like the universe itself (for God did not need to create). It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things which give value to survival.

You know you possess the soul of an artist when, each time you sit down to create, the whole universe lays itself at your feet.

Any training is initially difficult, but with persistence practice, we can master the art.

God is really only another artist. He invented the giraffe, the elephant and the cat. He has no real style, He just goes on trying other things.

Any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.

His music gave no lesser joy than a vacation. Creativity in his music and its success stood out as an example to all kinds of artists, in the lectures of business speakers, engineers, and to anyone who built or constructed something in their respective profession.

Sadly, many storytellers and artists are still addicted to the old delusions (happy is boring, evil is interesting) about the risks of good mental health. Even those who don__ view peace of mind as a threat to their creative power often believe that it__ a rare commodity attained through dumb luck_.It__ possible to define a more supple variety of happiness that does not paralyze the will or sap ambition_.the number one trait of happy people is a serious determination to be happy. Bliss is a habit you can cultivate, in other words, not an accident.

Henry had written a novel because there was a hole in him that needed filling, a question that needed answering, a patch of canvas that needed painting__hat blend of anxiety, curiosity and joy that is at the origin of art__nd he had filled the hole, answered the question, splashed colour on the canvas, all done for himself, because he had to. Then complete strangers told him that his book had filled a hole in them, had answered a question, had brought colour to their lives. The comfort of strangers, be it a smile, a pat on the shoulder or a word of praise, is truly a comfort.

My art is an act of creation and destruction, with all the sorrow and joy these engender as well as all the shadow and light these contain.

Fresh, solid ideas feel like gifts to writers, therefore every morning is Christmas.