Quote by Brooks Atkinson
In the ideal sense nothing is uninteresting; there are only uninte

In the ideal sense nothing is uninteresting; there are only uninterested people. – Brooks Atkinson

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Nothing a man writes can please him as profoundly as something he does with his back, shoulders and hands. For writing is an artificial activity. It is a lonely and private substitute for conversation. – Brooks Atkinson

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The virtue of the camera is not the power it has to transform the photographer into an artist, but the impulse it gives him to keep on looking – and looking. – Brooks Atkinson

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If you do not raise your eyes you will think that you are the highest point. – Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin

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If we escape punishment for our vices, why should we complain if we are not rewarded for our virtues? – John Churton Collins, Aphorisms in the English Review, 1914

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Sin is geographical. – Bertrand Russell

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Vision may sometimes sleep in the sun, while it wakens to widest revelation in utter darkness. Thus I am rapt in a trance-like acceptance of opening cavernous depths, crypts of decyphered gloom, yielding hollows of velvet obscurity that go down, down to the roots of things. – Virginia Garland, “The Rain,” Out West: A Magazine of the Old Pacific and the Ne

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People who are brutally honest get more satisfaction out of the brutality than out of the honesty. – Richard J. Needham

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My transgression is sealed up in a bag, and thou sewest up mine iniquity. Job 14:17 – Bible

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I subscribe to no religion. But I believe that in the creation of art, there can be moments of God. – Andrea Riseborough

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Literature is a state of culture, poetry is a state of grace, before and after culture. – Juan Ramon Jimenez

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