Quote by Henry Miller
Art is only a means to life, to the life more abundant. It is not

Art is only a means to life, to the life more abundant. It is not in itself the life more abundant. It merely points the way, something which is overlooked not only by the public, but very often by the artist himself. In becoming an end it defeats itself. – Henry Miller

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Moralities, ethics, laws, customs, beliefs, doctrines –these are of trifling import. All that matters is that the miraculous become the norm. – Henry Miller

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Miracles
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No matter how vast, how total, the failure of man here on earth, the work of man will be resumed elsewhere. War leaders talk of resuming operations on this front and that, but mans front embraces the whole universe. – Henry Miller

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Failure
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Topographically the country is magnificent — and terrifying. Why terrifying? Because nowhere else in the world is the divorce between man and nature so complete. Nowhere have I encountered such a dull, monotonous fabric of life as here in America. Here boredom reaches its peak. – Henry Miller

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The biggest problem with every art is by the use of appearance to create a loftier reality. – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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Art hurts. Art urges voyages – and it is easier to stay at home. – Gwendolyn Brooks

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What was any art but a mold in which to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself — life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose. – Willa Cather

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I have no fear of making changes, destroying the image, etc., because the painting has a life of its own. – Jackson Pollock

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