Zitat des Tages von Jacques Barzun:
The test and the use of man's education is that he finds pleasure in the exercise of his mind.
If it were possible to talk to the unborn, one could never explain to them how it feels to be alive, for life is washed in the speechless real.
Art distills sensation and embodies it with enhanced meaning in a memorable form - or else it is not art.
Idealism springs from deep feelings, but feelings are nothing without the formulated idea that keeps them whole.
The danger that may really threaten (crime fiction) is that soon there will be more writers than readers.
Political correctness does not legislate tolerance; it only organizes hatred.
Teaching is not a lost art, but the regard for it is a lost tradition.
In teaching you cannot see the fruit of a day's work. It is invisible and remains so, maybe for twenty years.
Music is intended and designed for sentient beings that have hopes and purposes and emotions.
Except among those whose education has been in the minimalist style, it is understood that hasty moral judgments about the past are a form of injustice.
In any assembly the simplest way to stop transacting business and split the ranks is to appeal to a principle.
It is only in the shadows, when some fresh wave, truly original, truly creative, breaks upon the shore, that there will be a rediscovery of the West.
Only a great mind that is overthrown yields tragedy.
If civilization has risen from the Stone Age, it can rise again from the Wastepaper Age.
Whoever wants to know the heart and mind of America had better learn baseball.
A man who has both feet planted firmly in the air can be safely called a liberal as opposed to the conservative, who has both feet firmly planted in his mouth.
An artist has every right - one may even say a duty - to exhibit his productions as prominently as he can.
It seems a long time since the morning mail could be called correspondence.
Of course, clothing fashions have always been impractical, except in Tahiti.
After being boxed in by man and his constructions in Europe and the East, the release into space is exhilarating. The horizon is a huge remote circle, and no hills intervene.
Varese, Apollinaire, Ezra Pound, Leger, Gleizes, Severini, Villon, Duchamp, Duchamp-Villon, Marie Laurencin, Cocteau and many others were to me household names in the literal sense - names of familiar figures around the house.
Since it is seldom clear whether intellectual activity denotes a superior mode of being or a vital deficiency, opinion swings between considering intellect a privilege and seeing it as a handicap.
