Art Is Not Worth Dying For Quotes & Sayings

Psychotherapy is the art of finding the angel of hope in the midst of terror, despair and madness. — Cloe Madanes

If fear and destructiveness are the major emotional sources of fascism, eros belongs mainly to democracy. — Theodor W. Adorno

My family is number one in my life. I'll blow off writing or just about anything to make sure I take my son to preschool or watch him at his swimming lesson. — Henry Cho

The single most remarkable (and revealing) fact of the Obama presidency may very well be the lack of a single prosecution of Wall Street executives for the massive fraud that precipitated the 2008 financial crisis. — Glenn Greenwald

War is like art. It paints a picture mixed with lies and truths in order to help one find something absolute. It brings out imagination. It brings out intelligence. It brings out illumination. The art is worth dying for. The struggle is worth the reward, because even if cause looks futile now, the idea behind it has the power to bring liberation. Although it can be considered a necessary evil, it is a remissible good. War is like art, for it paints a picture of truth. — Lionel Suggs

Hadrian snorted at his misplaced humor. "Not giving up yet, Hauk. Besides, you know how much I love to live dangerously. Why else would I share a domicile with Jayne? Risking her wrath is what I do for fun." "You need to find a new hobby, my friend."
-Hadrian & Fain — Sherrilyn Kenyon

Love is one of the two things worth dying for. I have yet to decide on the second. It is most certainly not colorful fungus. — Melissa Jensen

First you get a dog, and then you develop a taste for wine. God knows what might happen next. — James Runcie

Space, like time, gives birth to forgetfulness, but does so by removing an individual from all relationships and placing him in a free and pristine state--indeed, in but a moment it can turn a pedant and philistine into something like a vagabond. Time, they say, is water from the river Lethe, but alien air is a similar drink; and if its effects are less profound, it works all the more quickly. — Thomas Mann

At 'GQ,' there was never a temptation to pander or preach to the choir because I had no concept of who the reader was or what that reader might want. — John Jeremiah Sullivan

They all know the truth, that there are only three subjects worth talking about. At least here in these parts," he says, "The weather, which, as they're farmers, affects everything else. Dying and birthing, of both people and animals. And what we eat - this last item comprising what we ate the day before and what we're planning to eat tomorrow. And all three of these major subjects encompass, in one way or another, philosophy, psychology, sociology, anthropology, the physical sciences, history, art, literature, and religion. We get around to sparring about all that counts in life but we usually do it while we're talking about food, it being a subject inseparable from every other subject. It's the table and the bed that count in life. And everything else we do, we do so we can get back to the table, back to the bed. — Marlena De Blasi

The greatest joy in nature is the absence of man. — Bliss Carman

In living this way, we discover new opportunities for comfort and enjoyment. Where the younger person may have tossed and turned throughout a sleepless night, the older man or woman can possibly feel the pleasure that comes from lying on a good mattress, resting one's weary bones and overcharged intellect, whether or not one sleeps throughout the hours of darkness. — Irving Singer

I am wholly committed to playing one role; "me". The thing is, that sometimes leaves me too exhausted to play anyone else. — Ollie Quain

I'm not just sleeping with an assassin. I've grown very attached to one. — J.A. Redmerski

The magic of property turns sand to gold. — Arthur Young

Yes, the rich. And that's their misfortune. You see, if you keep adding copper bit by bit to a child's food, you prevent the growth of its bones, and he'll be a dwarf; and if from his youth up you poison a man with gold, you deaden his soul. Once, — Maxim Gorky